Draekon Warlord: A SciFi Dragon Shifter Romance
Rebel Force
Lili Zander Lee Savino
Contents
Draekon Warlord
Are you all caught up with the Draekons?
1. Naomi
2. Danek
3. Naomi
4. Danek
5. Naomi
6. Naomi
7. Danek
8. Naomi
9. Naomi
10. Danek
11. Naomi
12. Danek
13. Naomi
14. Naomi
15. Danek
16. Naomi
17. Naomi
18. Danek
19. Naomi
20. Danek
21. Naomi
22. Danek
23. Naomi
24. Danek
25. Naomi
26. Danek
27. Danek
28. Naomi
29. Danek
30. Naomi
31. Naomi
32. Naomi
33. Naomi
34. Naomi
35. Danek
Epilogue
A Preview of Draekon Mate
About the Authors
Books by Lili Zander
Books by Lee Savino
Copyright © 2020 by Lili Zander, Lee Savino.
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Many thanks to Miranda for her sharp eyes.
Cover Design by Kasmit Covers
Draekon Warlord
Top 3 Reasons I should stay away from Danek:
He’s on a super-secret, important mission for the Rebellion. He’ll be undercover on a hostile planet, surrounded by people that want to kill him.
He’s gorgeous. Entirely unattainable. Way, way out of my league.
I’m forty, but I’m supposed to pose as his fake fiancée.
And he’s a really, really good actor, because when he kisses me, it feels real. When he wraps his arms around me, I want to stay in his embrace forever. (Okay, fine, that’s four reasons.)
This mission hasn’t even started, and it’s already a disaster.
Top 3 Reasons I should stay away from Naomi:
I’m on a super-secret, important mission for the Rebellion. I’ll be undercover on a hostile planet, and I might not be able to protect her.
This isn’t the time for a pretend-relationship. With Naomi as my fake wife. There’s nothing fake about my feelings for her. She’s so beautiful. And strong. And we can’t keep our hands off each other...
This is a bad idea. I know it is.
But the first time we touched, I knew Naomi was my mate. No matter what happens on the mission, I cannot let her go.
Are you all caught up with the Draekons?
Don’t miss any of the books.
DRAGONS IN EXILE
Draekon Mate - Viola’s story
Draekon Fire - Harper’s story
Draekon Heart - Ryanna’s story
Draekon Abduction - Olivia’s story
Draekon Destiny - Felicity’s story
Daughter of Draekons - Harper’s birth story
Draekon Fever - Sofia’s story
Draekon Rogue - Bryce’s story
Draekon Holiday - A holiday story
REBEL FORCE
Draekon Warrior - Alice & Kadir
Draekon Conquerer - Lani & Ruhan
Draekon Pirate - Diana & Mirak
Draekon Warlord - Naomi & Danek
Draekon Guardian - Liz & Sixth - coming soon!
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1
Naomi
I dream of Danek again.
I’ve been strapped down on the Table of Torture. The two alien men raise their scalpels. They’re about to slice into me, anesthetic be damned, when the wall on the far side of the room bursts apart.
And the Draekon is there. Fifth. Danek. Whatever he wants to call himself. The alien that rescued me has more names than I have shoes.
Our eyes meet across the room.
When he sees me, he goes very still.
Then he raises his weapon and fires twice in succession. Two shots. Two surgically precise strikes. My captors fall to the floor, dead. No blood, no noise, no explosions. Just two neat holes, smaller than a dime, in the middle of their foreheads. It’s almost peaceful.
He walks toward me, lithe and lethal. Snaps the straps holding me down with his bare hands. Then he lifts me with infinitesimal gentleness. He cradles me against his broad chest, and we walk out of there.
Through another door. Another transition. Into another life.
In my cell, the one I shared with Cassie, I kept track of days by gouging a mark in the wall. I’m not imprisoned any longer. I’ve been rescued. I’ve been physically healed and, thanks to advanced alien medical tech, I’m probably in the best shape of my life. But I still keep track of the days. That habit refuses to go away.
I mark the wall with a piece of charcoal, and then take a step back and stare at the results.
Twelve sets of marks, each set representing five days. I’ve been here for sixty days. Two full months.
It’s not a piece of charcoal, of course, but it’s just easier to think of it as that. I’m clinging to the old and the familiar, because everything has changed in my life, and nothing will ever be the same again. Everything is different. The walls of my one-room apartment are made of a material I don’t recognize. The sheets on my bed are soft and luxurious, but they are not cotton; there is no cotton here. I have no kitchen. There is a small gadget in an alcove that looks like a microwave. A synthesizer, Alice calls it. It will magically make me anything I want to eat. There are no knives and no forks—not because they don’t exist here, but because the doctors aren’t convinced I won’t use them to hurt myself.
It’s been precisely sixty days since Danek rescued me.
For the first two weeks, the alien doctors worked on me around the clock. They repaired the damage my torturers had wrought. The physical damage, at least. They tried to heal the mental wounds, but some things are impossible to fix. I flinched every single time they came near me. The first time one of them approached me with a translator, Alice tells me I went catatonic. After that, they got more cautious. They used interpreters to communicate with me. Sometimes, it was Dor, and sometimes it
