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Sybil perched on a beam, watching me. She was one of the most curious creatures I’d ever met.
Henry, my hellhound, paced outside. He’d be my ride today since I hadn’t taken my Fury form. I could outrun him in my Fae form as well, but today I had a regal image to keep as the queen of the jungle.
As soon as I settled on his back and grabbed two of his small horns, he burst forward like black wind and took me right to the captives.
Eight survivors, battered, bloody, and reeking of fear, were gathered around a large tree in a circle, their back against the trunk.
My beast army surrounded them. They were hungry, but they wouldn’t snack on the alien hunters until I gave the order. They sat on their haunches, their jaws dripping with saliva, and snarled now and then.
In the City of Nine, the only rule was to kill or to be killed; and in the jungle, it was eat or be eaten. There were different ranks of predators in my jungle, but when they faced outsiders, they always worked together.
As soon as the hunters saw me, their mean faces filled with hope.
“Mistress, have mercy!” one of them begged.
Henry snarled, and the other beasts echoed his call, but I silenced them with a mental leash.
I slid off my hound and approached the prisoners.
My red gown flowed around me, its low neck exposing the swell my breasts. As I walked around the men, every one of them stared at my face with awe before dipping their gazes down at my breasts, their eyes instantly filled with lust.
It was a test. I needed to see their reactions toward me. This bunch was a mean, sorry lot, and I would be damned if any happened to be my true love.
But I wouldn’t pass a chance for the unfortunate possibility. I also pushed back the dark thought that one, or all of my true loves—if they’d come—might be dead already.
I had to prowl on and hope for the best.
I scanned every one of them coldly.
“Who’s your leader?” I asked. “And who is with which group?”
It turned out they were all on their own, except for a big, bearded man who had two henchmen with him.
“Kneel,” I ordered.
All the men immediately knelt without resistance.
I stopped before the bearded man, held my breath so I didn’t need to inhale his unpleasant smell, then I bent and pressed my mouth against his thick, blood-encrusted lips.
Yuck!It felt like I’d just kissed an eel.
He opened his mouth, more than eager to give me his tongue.
I pulled back and slapped him, wiping the smug smile off his stupid face.
My mongers growled behind me, and the bearded man widened his eyes in terror and huddled himself lower onto the ground.
“I’ll kiss each one of you in turn,” I said, “and you’ll not kiss me back, unless I order you to. Either that or I’ll have my beasts feed on you.”
All the prisoners dropped their gazes.
They’d regarded me either their salvation or prize. There was no such thing here. They were all new on Pandemonium, and for that they would learn a hard lesson.
I kissed those cold, dried lips one by one. It was no different than kissing toads.
It was distasteful and disappointing.
My mind drifted to the delicious, fiery kiss I’d shared with Blaze.
