Sentinel of Darkness (Darkness #8) by Katie Reus

Sentinel of Darkness (Darkness #8) by Katie Reus
SUMMARY 

She thought she’d put her past behind her… 

Local artist Keva might be human, but she knows about the things that go bump in the night. Years ago, a dragon shifter saved her from certain death. Ever since, she’s lived in his clan’s territory and put her life back together. But the feeling of security is only an illusion, because her past has come back to haunt her. A past with claws and fangs, demanding blood. 

He’ll do whatever it takes to defend his mate… 

Dagen has finally met his mate—except he insults her the first time they meet. He’s not too proud to grovel to get back into her good graces. But when a threat from her past emerges, he realizes that he’ll do anything to keep her safe. Even if it means dying—or losing her forever. 

MY REVIEW 

Basically he wanted anything she would give him. Which felt a little sad and desperate, but his dragon apparently had no pride or shame when it came to her. 

That was such a feel-good, easy-to-read, fast-paced, heart-warming, full-on-romantic shifters' story that takes place in the world of one of the most brilliant PNR series. 
I absolutely loved it!
The story is about a lonely dragon, Dagen, who belongs to Conall's clan and lonely human, Keva, who is an artist and makes jewellery and statues and has a little shop in Conall's clan’s territory.
When Dagen tries to buy her shop for the clan, he will realise that:
1. Keva does not sell
2. Keva is his mate
3. Keva is protected by Conall

Dagen is a good guy. He will try to earn Keva's trust before he explains to her that she is his mate – especially because he will realise that Keva had a previous bad experience with a wolf shifter.
Dagen is also a protector. When he finds out that Keva is in danger, he will protect her - even when she is not sure about her feelings towards Dagen.

Overall, I truly enjoyed the story and I hope that we will have many more stories that take place in this world.

Favourite scene:
And he was absolutely beautiful. His wings were a waterfall of colors, mostly blue and silver, with subtle lavender undertones, creating a visual feast. His body was more silver than anything, his scales glittering, and the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. God, she wanted to see him in the air, soaring.
She stared for a long moment, drinking in all of his beautiful colors. “Will you stretch out your wings?” she whispered.
She was pretty sure he could understand her when he was in dragon form, and as he let out a little huff of breath and did as she asked, she grinned. Holy crap, he was stunning.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” There was no way to deny his beauty, his raw power.
He let out another little huff and flapped his wings a couple times, fanning her with a gentle breeze. Then he stood up and strutted around the yard, as if he was actually showing off for her.