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I flashed him a diabolical smile that fit well with my beast form, and an inhuman, hoarse voice came out of my Fury mouth. “Talk, demon, and you’ll probably live.”

CHAPTER 6

Thorny trees surrounded us. Their large, black flowers billowed in the wind, welcoming my return.

I’d left the demon I’d interrogated to the device of the vampires.

He was a low-ranking demon solider, who knew nothing about his master’s dark scheme.

“We came to get rid of the freaks like you. That’s all,” he’d said.

Even a green demon with ugly horns thought I was a freak.

In the end, after I had spat black fire toward his sensitive horns, all I got was the name of the warlock, Elvey, and the demon captain, Fomorian. When I’d demanded to know if the Dragon King had sent him on this hunt, he’d raged at the insult.

The demons despised dragons.

But who had sent the demons for my heads if my grandfather hadn’t commissioned them?

I should have gotten more information from Blaze, but my mind had been too addled by lust to concentrate on anything else. I’d for sure gather more intel first the next time I saw him—if there was a next time—before we went further.

My lips still tingled from his delicious kiss.

I needed to find a way to bring him to me. I hoped my last kiss was hot enough to make him crave more and drive him to come to me again, alone.

We flew through the jungle in a straight file, careful not to bump into any trees or get stuck in the bushes. Thanks to my former master, Akem, there were expansive spaces between all the large, tall trees, which afforded me enough room to maneuver my Fury forms through.

The jungle was noisy and alive with the yowls of wild animals, the excited chirps of birds, and groans of pain from the prisoners.

The war had ceased a while ago.

Most of the dragons, who had entered, had fought out—a free pass I’d allowed. My army had not insisted on pursuing them. However, there were casualties, despite my orders that the invaders be kept alive. I couldn’t blame them, though. In the heat of battle, all you got was mess and chaos.

And there was one kind of monster among them I could barely control. The Phantom. He was half-beast and half-elemental—in essence, a creature born out of nightmares. I’d been surprised that he hadn’t challenged my position when I’d taken over the jungle as the new queen, but then, he preferred to keep to himself and had no interest in ruling.

He liked cleaning up any carnage, which was useful to me and scary sometimes, considering what he would and could do.

For now, other than the dead and the escaped shifters, my beast army had rounded up the prisoners, waiting for me to enact judgment, justice, or punishment.

But all I wanted was to return to my chamber and take a nap to recharge.

I would conduct the business tomorrow.

~

Dawn arrived. Though it didn’t matter much if it was day or night; the jungle was in perpetual shade.

I awoke in my high chamber of white stone in the depth of the jungle. No aliens had ever ventured this far to reach my haunt, so it lent me a feeling of safety. The chamber had a vast natural pool of spring water under the skylight.

The civilization that had once built this chamber for the royal’s recreation had long since gone. Akem had eaten them away.

Comfy cushions scattered on the marble floor doubled as my beds. My Fae form preferred a real bed with four poles, but my Fury beasts wouldn’t even mind the hard, cold ground. But since I only had an hour a day as a Fae, comfort and luxury didn’t concern me.

I wanted a bath, but I had no time for it. Henry and Sybil both kept flashing pictures in my head, so I had better first check on the prisoners my monsters had rounded up for me.

I jogged to the closet and selected a red velvet gown.

It hugged my shape and flowed at my feet as I glided forward.

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