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Did it mean he was my true love? I couldn’t be sure. Maybe a fire dragon could make any female feel the spark. Jealousy stabbed me at the center of my chest, puzzling me.
It was the first time I’d felt so possessive toward a man.
I’d visit the dragon camp soon and kiss every dragon man or entice them to my lair one by one.
“I’m going to release three of you,” I said. “Each one of you will deliver my message to a different ship as I assign you. Tell the hunters if any of them enter my jungle alone, he’ll be granted a safe path and an audience with the Queen of Pandemonium. But should they come in groups to hunt any of my beasts, including the Furies, they’ll surely be the spicy meat between my monsters’ teeth. If you fail to send my words as I intended, my beasts will hunt you down to hell, and you’ll wish you never formed in your mother’s womb. Now, who’s volunteering?”
All of them thrust up their hands and started punching each other to show their strength to be selected as my messengers.
A bellow rose behind me.
Here comes another one for a kiss, Queen Fury.Sybil snickered.He doesn’t look like he can be your king either.
I turned.
Two giant Lamashtus shoved a limp dragon shifter my way, and the warrior snarled back. I raised a hand to stop the Lamashtus from getting more abusive. We used to have seven Lamashtus, but the Archangel and his wolf shifter friends had eliminated five of them.
I repeated what I’d said to the new captive about the kissing rule, and then I kissed him. I scented that he had a dragon inside, just like Blaze. It wasn’t as bad as when I’d kissed the other hunters. However, the kiss with this dragon shifter was nowhere near as impressive as the kiss I had shared with Blaze. It was blander than stale water. There was no spark or connection, and I had no desire to kiss him again.
I sent him back to the dragon camp with my message, and two other lucky men to the other two ships after they swore a blood oath.
I interrogated the rest of the captives, until I was certain they had told me all they knew.
There wasn’t much I hadn’t gotten from spying on the dragon ship the other day. As soon as the Lamashtus led the remaining prisoners out of my sight, I changed to the Furies.
I still had over half an hour left in my Fae form. I needed to save the minutes for the day just in case any new hunter stumbled into my lair alone.
CHAPTER 7
One of my Furies traveled in the sky, watching the ground. The other perched atop the skylight of my chamber. And I napped on a cushion at the edge of the pool, sweeping my red-scaled tail into the spring water to ease the pain.
Morphing between my cursed form and Fae form was nowhere near as easy as shifting between my Fae self and my natural dragon form. The change not only caused unbearable, tearing pain, it consumed my energy and weakened me. But every day I took pains to go through it and stay a Fae as long as I could, so I could remember who I was and not be swallowed by the cursed beasts. Pain also keeps the madness at bay.
One coming!A shriek warned in my head, then two of my alter egos plunged toward me from the open skylight just as I opened an eye from my half sleep.
I cried out in agony and changed.
The pain was so great I lost my balance and fell into the pool.
“Are you all right, lass?” a cool voice asked.
My heart pounded in near panic despite the concern in his voice.
My messengers hadn’t reached the ships I had assigned them to. How had this one gotten here so soon? How had he passed my monster guards unnoticed and found my secret chamber deep in the jungle?
If he intended to hurt me before I could change back to Furies and defend myself—
The next instant, he was at the bank, his silver eyes gazing down at me, a mask with the symbol of an ice dragon infused to half of his face. Fortunately, it left his sculpted, sensual lips alone.
How would it feel to kiss those lips? My tongue darted out to wet my lips. I could give it a try in my Fae form. I needed some good, sweet lips to kiss to erase the horrid kisses I had endured today.
And from his warm gaze, I knew he liked what he saw about me.
My lips parted, my eyes widened, and I cringed further into the water.
“I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you,” he said. “On my honor. I’m Iokul.”
Iokul had been the one who had sniffed me out and exposed me from my perch atop theNew Hope.
