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  The intimacy of the moment wound around them, filling her head.

  She set down the pliers and began to move back. A broad hand wrapping around her hip stopped her.

  She stilled, energy rushing down her torso.

  They were alone and in real time. No dreams, no fantasies, just reality.

  Zane stood, brushing warmth against her front. So much taller and bigger than she. He slid his free hand along her jaw to the nape of her neck, tilting her head up. Keeping her in place.

  She wanted to say something, but words fled. Instead, she lost herself in his green gaze, finally dropping her concentration to his full lips. Intrigue, curiosity, and need kept her still.

  Just one. Just one kiss.

  Right now, in person, just to feel if any of her dreams could become real.

  He lowered his head slowly, adding anticipation to the moment. As if waiting two decades wasn’t long enough. “Belle?” he asked, his breath brushing her lips.

  “Yes.”

  THE DARK PROTECTORS SERIES

  BY REBECCA ZANETTI

  Fated

  Claimed

  Tempted

  Hunted

  Consumed

  Provoked

  Twisted

  Shadowed

  Tamed

  Marked

  REBECCA ZANETTI

  eKENSINGTON

  Kensington Publishing Corp.

  www.kensingtonbooks.com

  All copyrighted material within is Attributor Protected.

  Table of Contents

  The intimacy of the moment wound around them, filling her head.

  THE DARK PROTECTORS SERIES

  Title Page

  Dedication

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Epilogue

  Teaser chapter

  Copyright Page

  When I created Janie Belle Kayrs,

  she didn’t have a dad until Talen took her in.

  At that moment, her world became much better,

  because a good dad makes the world a safer place.

  This book is dedicated to my dad, James Michael English,

  because he has always made the world as safe as possible

  for his girls. He’s the person we all go to when we need help,

  and he’s always been there for us. From the excellent softball

  coaching to the disastrous downhill skiing lessons,

  he’s been our umbrella in a big universe.

  Now, he’s Bampa to my kids, and he can do no wrong.

  Thank you, Dad. I love you.

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  I’d like to thank the many loyal readers who started with Fated and have read the entire Dark Protectors series while leaving reviews on sites as well as e-mailing me. I can’t tell you how much your support means every day! I hope you’ve enjoyed Janie’s story, and I hope you’ll also enjoy our spinoff series with the very tough, very sexy witch enforcers, beginning with Kellach Dunne.

  Thank you to Tony, Gabe, and Karlina Zanetti, my very patient family, who remind me that there’s a fun life outside of my make-believe worlds. I love you all so much.

  Thank you to my talented agent, Caitlin Blasdell, who is incredibly dedicated, insightful, and wise. I am so grateful to be working with you. Thanks also to Liza Dawson and Havis Dawson for your hard work and support. We started together with this series, and it has been an incredible journey so far.

  Thank you to my amazing editor, Alicia Condon, who is so sharp, kind, hardworking . . . and also wears incredible shoes when the occasion calls for it.

  Thank you to all the folks at Kensington Publishing, especially Alexandra Nicolajsen, Vida Engstrand, and Justine Willis, because they’re such a joy to work with. Thanks also to Arthur Maisel for the excellent copyedits, and to Steven Zacharius and Adam Zacharius for taking a chance on a new author. Thanks also to Megan Records, who picked up this series and gave me my first “call.” The only difficult thing in working with Kensington is remembering how to spell some of the last names.

  Thank you to my critique partner, Jennifer Dorough—who one day said . . . “I think you should submit this book to Kensington. I heard Megan Records is looking for paranormal novels.” Thank you as well to the myriad of terrific review sites and bloggers who have gotten behind this series.

  And thanks also to my constant support system: Gail and Jim English, Debbie and Travis Smith, Stephanie and Don West, Brandie and Mike Chapman, Jessica and Jonah Namson, and Kathy and Herb Zanetti.

  Prologue

  Twenty-one years ago

  Janie snuggled down in her bed, her four-year-old arms wrapped around her favorite stuffed bear. Mr. Mullet snuggled right back, although he didn’t move much. Probably so she could get some sleep and see what was coming. Her recent dreams promised their lives were about to change.

  Janie’s dreams always came true.

  In the next room, her mama slept quietly. Maybe Janie should warn her. But maybe not.

  Bad people were coming, but so were good people. The ones with fangs. Especially the really big man with the golden eyes who she’d one day call daddy. She’d always wanted a daddy, and one with fangs would be nice.

  But first, she had to dream again.

  So she tightened her hold on Mr. Mullet and sank into a dream world. This one she’d created at the side of a sparkling lake way high up in the mountains. She left the water blue but made the surrounding trees purple.

  She loved purple.

  Glancing down, she straightened her favorite shirt. White with bright pink flowers in the front, it made her feel pretty. Maybe her new friend would like it, too.

  He peered out from behind a tree.

  She waved.

  Even from across the small distance, she recognized his green eyes. Very deep green eyes. She’d been dreaming about him forever. Maybe even before she got borned.

  He slowly stepped out of the trees and walked toward her, glancing all around. This close, he was a lot bigger than she’d thought, and had to be at least five years older than she was. Probably.

  “This is a safe place. We’re both asleep,” she said.

  He scratched his head, rumpling long black hair. “Who are you?”

  “Janet,” she said. “You’re Zane.”

  He stopped moving. “How do you know my name?”

  She shrugged. “ I dreamed about you. About us being friends and ending the war.”

  “What war?” he asked, frowning and looking around again.

  “It hasn’t started yet.” But boy, things were about to get bad. “We can meet here in dream worlds where nobody can hurt us.” Janie smiled.

  “You’re human?” Zane asked, focusing on her.

  “Yep.” She peered closer. “You gots fangs?”

  “Maybe.” Zane glanced toward a ripple in the dream, where the trees kind of jiggled funny. He
somehow stood taller. “Who’s there?”

  Janie swallowed. “Um, it’s another boy, but we won’t let him in yet. He’s bad.”

  “How bad?”

  “Dunno.” But she knew not to let him in yet. She’d dreamed about Kalin for a while now, too. “But we’ll save everybody we love. I promise.”

  Zane focused down on her, his shoulders relaxing. “Janie?”

  “Yep. Janet Isabella Paulsen.” If things worked out right, she’d have a new last name soon.

  Zane grinned. “You’re too small for that name.”

  “It’s still my name.”

  He shook his head. “How about I call you Janie Belle?”

  Janie grinned and fought to keep from clapping her hands. They were gonna be friends. “Okay.”

  Chapter 1

  The present day

  Sometimes destiny arrived with the crash of a bomb detonating in the trees.

  Janet Isabella Kayrs perched on a rock wall facing the tarmac as men in full combat gear loaded helicopters. A young vampire had accidentally launched a rocket into the Oregon forest, but the blaze had already been contained. Unlike the smell.

  Dawn began to peek over the horizon, bringing a flash of sunlight lacking in warmth. A breeze slithered through her black silk shirt, but she’d chosen carefully, and she didn’t want a jacket. Just in case she needed to fight.

  Tension battled with oxygen, mingling with power. The vampires, each and every one, had a power more daunting than oxygen molecules. With destiny all but riding her, Janie fought to control her emotions. Indulging in fear would get her killed.

  With a screeching protest, a heavily secured door opened to her right. She turned and forced a smile. “There’s my favorite firefighter.”

  Garrett Kayrs, her younger brother, wiped soot off his forehead. “I helped put out the fire, but it wasn’t me.” He leaned back against the wall, long legs extended, worry cutting grooves next to his generous mouth. “I haven’t accidentally set off an explosive since the fifth grade.”

  “I remember.” This time her smile arrived easily. “You were playing in the armory and blew up several trucks.”

  “Dad was mad.”

  The understatement widened Janie’s smile. “Yeah, but he was amused, too.”

  Garrett’s odd gaze sharpened as he watched a missile being loaded. “I don’t think you should go.”

  “I know.” She took a deep breath and studied him. At twenty years old, the young vampire stood well over six feet tall. He’d inherited their father’s broad shoulders and rugged features, but the unique metallic gray eyes were all Garrett’s. She slipped her arm through his, impressed by the solid muscle. “I have to go.”

  He shut his eyes, the cords in his arm vibrating with a dangerous tension. “Then I should be there.”

  Janie leaned against him. With almost five years between them, she’d vowed to protect him at his birth. Even after he’d outgrown her when she’d turned twelve, she’d known how to make him laugh, how to ease the pressure he must surely feel as the sole Kayrs born in the new generation.

  Vampires produced only male babies, and not very often. So far Garrett was the single progeny of the Kayrs ruling family.

  “You’re needed here to protect headquarters,” she said. “And Mom.”

  His massive body shuddered. “I’m torn.” Garrett lifted his chin. “I need to be here for Mom but want to be at the peace talks with you.”

  In profile, he looked just as dangerous as their father.

  “I’m trained, Garrett.”

  “You’re human, Janie.” Garrett hunched his shoulders forward. “No matter how well trained you are, you’re still human.”

  Janie nodded. The breeze whipped around them, and she pushed hair out of her eyes. When her mother had mated Talen Kayrs, he’d adopted Janie. He was the only father she’d ever known. While she loved her family, she’d never lived a normal life. “Sometimes I forget I’m human.”

  “I don’t,” Garrett said softly.

  When had his voice deepened so much? She hoped to whatever God watched over them that she’d see him again. See him grow fully and become who he wanted to be in this life. For today, she couldn’t leave him in such a worried state. “For as long as I remember, I’ve had visions of the peace talks to end the war. I’m present to play a part, and I know I have to be there.”

  His head slowly turned to face her. “But no visions about the outcome.”

  “No.” She swallowed. Visions had filled her dreams her entire life, and sometimes she even saw different outcomes to different events, depending on the actions of the people involved. Free will always trumped destiny. But the last vision she’d had of her life included the peace talks about to commence so deep underground. “I’ve never seen past the peace talks.”

  Garrett exhaled. “I don’t like this.”

  She nodded. A chill skittered down her back, and her stomach churned. For the rest of the Realm, she needed to appear calm and determined. But with Garrett, she could be herself. “I’m frightened.” God, she was scared—on so many levels. What if she failed?

  “Then don’t go.”

  Why did men try to fix everything with an absolute? While she wanted to tell him everything, she just couldn’t admit the horrible sense of foreboding hanging over her head and tightening her neck muscles into a headache. “We have the chance to end a terrible war that has cost us so many lives. Good lives. How can I not go?”

  “Is peace worth your life?” Garrett’s jaw hardened.

  “Yes.” She drew out the response, while truth filled her with regret and fortitude. Surely her fear of failure was coloring her entire outlook right now, although maybe not. Sacrifices were made in war, and more important, to gain peace. “I don’t want to die, but if that’s what it takes to find peace for our people, I’m okay with it.”

  “I’m not.”

  She shook her head, drawing on a courage she’d stored up for a decade. “Don’t get me wrong. I want to live, and I’ve given this a lot of thought. This isn’t ego or a quest to be a hero or to fulfill any destiny.”

  “Then what the hell is it?”

  “A chance for less bloodshed.” There had been so much for nearly two decades. Vampires, witches, shifters—even Kurjans and demons, who were the enemy. Too many people had died.

  Enough death, and she didn’t want to be included in the toll at the age of twenty-five. “Besides, we’ve taken every precaution possible. Just because I don’t see visions of myself after the peace talks doesn’t mean I don’t have a future.”

  “That doesn’t make sense.” Garrett’s nostrils flared in warning of his rare temper.

  “Sure it does.” Unfortunately, fate never played fair. “Maybe the peace talks will change the future for all of us, and thus I can’t see any outcome until after they occur.” Oddly enough, the idea made sense to her.

  The sun grew in brightness, and Garrett glanced down at her neck. “You think that’ll bring you luck?”

  Janie lifted a shoulder and fingered the silver horseshoe necklace her best childhood friend, Zane, had given her on her fifth birthday. How the shiny gift had made it from the dream world where he’d presented it to reality remained a mystery. “Luck can’t hurt.”

  “You sure about that?” Garrett scuffed his size fourteen boot in the dirt.

  “He saved your life.” Janie elbowed her brother, who recently had been kidnapped by Kurjans, their monstrously creepy, white-faced enemies who couldn’t go into the sun, unlike the vampires, who enjoyed the sun. Zane had rescued Garrett as a favor to Janie.

  Garrett shook his head. “Yes, but we don’t know why he helped me. Zane is only half-vampire, and I’m pretty sure his other half is more dominant—whatever that may be.”

  Janie rubbed her chin, nearly burning with curiosity. She and Zane had met in dream worlds her entire life, and she’d seen him change from a good-natured vampire into something else when he’d moved to live with his mother’s peop
le after his vampire father’s death. “Maybe he’s a mystical dragon who will save the world.”

  Garrett snorted. “There’s no such thing as mystical dragons.”

  “Most people don’t believe in vampires.” Janie had no clue what genes thrived in Zane, but they had to have some good in them.

  “No. My guess is that he’s a shifter—a member of an outlying clan that does not align with us. That makes us his enemy, and if he wants to attack, doing so while we’re preoccupied with the peace talks is great timing.” Garrett softened the harsh words by sliding an arm around her shoulders.

  “Zane helped you, Garrett.”

  “Just because he saved my life doesn’t mean I won’t take his. If he’s a threat to you.” Garrett tugged her closer.

  Janie shook her head. Her younger brother should be joking about going off on adventures and meeting girls—maybe hitting the beach somewhere tropical. Definitely not talking about killing another soldier. The mantle of responsibility had landed as formidably on Garrett’s head as on her own.

  A shadow fell across them as their father approached. “Janie?” Talen asked.

  “I’m ready, Dad.” She smoothed her calm smile into place and released Garrett.

  Talen looked down at them, his golden eyes softening. “I don’t like this.”

  “Me either,” Garrett muttered, standing to his full height.

  “Then it’s a good thing we all believe in fate.” Janie hugged her brother and fought as tears pricked the back of her eyes. Clearing her throat, she pushed away. “I’ve already said good-bye to Mom and that I’ll see her later tonight.”

  Talen nodded, looking beyond vampire dangerous in tactical gear and wearing his heading-to-battle expression. “We’ve been training for weeks. Do you understand the plan and all escape routes from the meeting cavern?”

  “Yes.” Janie eyed the helicopters, trying to remain calm. “We also ran simulations yesterday.”

 

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