Shadow Descendant
“What?" Naomi gasped. "I'm not going anywhere with you!"
Alaric could already scent two more witches approaching her apartment. Whatever she'd done had clearly been an accident; he couldn't rely on her magic. They had to get out of here. She flinched as he reached down to cup her face, gazing into her eyes.
"Sorry about this," he murmured, as he probed her mind. Her thoughts were frantic, moving at an impossible speed. All will be well, he told her silently. Rest now.
"What—what are you—” she whispered, as her eyes drooped. She slumped forward into his arms.
Cradling her, he moved over to the window, and leapt out.
***
Alaric, a centuries-old vampire, lives a solitary life by choice. When he’s assigned to protect Naomi, long dormant emotions stir to life.
Naomi Feldman has never understood the strange energy that hums beneath her senses.
But when she comes across an ancient artifact that seems to beckon to her, she may finally find the answers she's been seeking.
Pursued by a dangerous enemy and battling their growing attraction, Naomi and Alaric follow the mystery of the artifact from the museums of Athens, the streets of London, towards a confrontation that will decide the fate of two worlds…
