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“I haven’t repaid you for aiding the Wicked Witch and her male whore!”
“Come on, Desdemona,” I said. “It’s been three months. We should put that behind us.”
“Why should I?”
“It benefits us both to be allies rather than enemies,” I said in a reasonable, yet threatening voice. I had let him have his tantrum, but I needed to remind him that I was the new queen in the jungle. “Even though you tossed Jasmine out, you still care about her. She’s your only flesh and blood now, so I’ve been protecting her for your sake. I can revoke the order I put on my monsters to leave her alone.”
“So, you think you have the right to use my tower as your lair? I don’t do charity.”
The old vampire was really annoying. No wonder the Wickedest Witch rejected him.
I stared at him, my meekness vanishing. “Your sister uses my jungle, so I use her room. If you have trouble with that, go talk to her. And again, making me your enemy won’t do you any good.”
He glared at me for a long moment, and I glared back.
“You still need to pay for the use of this room,” he said.
“Didn’t I bring you snacks the other day? The demons can’t taste too bad.”
“They didn’t taste good, either!”
“Stop being difficult, Desdemona. My patience is wearing thin.”
He gave me another sour look.
“You’ll let my subjects have access to your jungle,” he said.
“Only at the edge, and as long as your vampires don’t upset my monsters. I’d hate to tell you that although Akem left, Phantom has risen. He’s not as benign and forgiving as I, and he’s almost as powerful as Akem.”
“And you’re only telling me now?”
“Didn’t you say your spies are top-notch?”
He glowered.
“As scary as my Henry. Do you mind me going back to my nap now?”
He pulled his lips back to reveal his fangs. “You entrusted the punk Archangel to bring you some lovers, but he sent three ships of bounty hunters to your door.”
“He can’t help being a jerk,” I said as I shut my eyes. “I was hoping you’re a better man.”
He stormed off.
CHAPTER 9
I waited in my high chamber for three days after I’d sent out the message to the ships, but not a single bounty hunter or a group had ventured into my domain.
Maybe the war in my jungle had made the hunters second guess the wisdom of coming to seek my audience. By now, all the hunters must have known the queen of the jungle ruled here.
The dragon princes whom I’d kissed also hadn’t visited again.
Before I’d run away from Iokul, I’d warned him not to return and not to touch the Furies. I was certain that the shifters must have put their heads together with a new strategy.
Despite my efforts not to dwell on Iokul and Blaze, I missed them both.
By the end of the third day, I grew more antsy.
Patience had never been my strong suit, especially not when my life and freedom were at stake. I needed to act to get rid of this restlessness, and I needed my opponents to act as well. I had no intention of scaring them away—my true loves might be among them. It’d be my loss if any of them turned on their heels and went home.
