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While I had everything to lose, I struck first.
I had kissed a demon, which was repulsive. I doubted I’d like to kiss more of them. There was no way my true loves could be among their rank. They stunk.
I should start with the men from theFalling Starsince they were a variety of groups. I’d sneak up to the ship, phasing in and changing to Fae before anyone detected me. The hunters were rough, dangerous men, but I doubted they’d be too eager to shoot a naked, young woman right away.
I’d then run through the whole ship as fast as I could and grab everyone for a kiss. As soon as I was done, I’d phase out, change back to the Furies, and take flight.
If I got lucky enough to acquire all three kisses I needed, this curse would fall off me right away. Then I could join the dragons in theNew Hopeand hitch a ride home, and they would have no need to slay the Furies since the beasts would be no more.
If my mates weren’t among theFalling Star,I’d turn my interest toward the dragon shifters. I should press my lips first on that dragon prince that I hadn’t kissed.
I had no idea if the two princes I’d kissed were my true loves or not, but I was definitely hot for them. And if the last prince was supposed to be the third, then boom—it would all work out, nice and easy.
Pleased with the solid plan, my Fury forms soared high into the sky, then swooped down toward theFalling Star. It was a welcome sight that no hunter was patrolling the ship.
Suddenly, part of the ship’s top flapped open, and a stream of robot drones, shaped like crossed blades, flew out toward us.
We spewed out black fire toward the nasty things, but only a few drones halted, and the rest dashed up toward us.
With furious shrieks, we pulled up, the flying blade following us. A drone cut into the left side of my tail. I shook it off, made an abrupt turn, and flew toward the Vampire Tower at maximum speed.
Dozens of drones turned and gave a chase.
They were following my heat signature. I turned my head and shot out a wave of fire at the drones. Still, over a dozen survived my fire and stayed on their course of pursuit.
My two alter egos didn’t fare better as the drones cut through their flesh. One had blood pouring from her shoulder, and one had a wound in her belly.
I felt the cut as well, pain slicing into me all over, slowing me down.
The black Vampire Tower loomed, and relief washed over me. I would go through a window, fly around, wait for all the drones inside, then come out the other window.
The tower would trap the drones.
All three of me smashed into the tower through the full window in the ballroom, which doubled as the vampires’ feeding room.
The vampires, probably eight of them, who were feeding on their blood slaves, turned to us with shocked, angry expressions. Their Lord Desdemona was alone at the high platform, drinking from the veins of a middle-aged woman. I bet that when he’d acquired her, she was younger.
The vampires, with their super reflexes, threw their slaves to the ground, and dodged as the drones flew into the room.
Desdemona lifted his fangs from the woman and snarled. “What is this farce?”
“They’re unfriendly drones,” I murmured hoarsely and shot toward a side window at the end of the grand hall.
As I swung my head and looked over my shoulder, I noticed that two of the drones had beheaded a vampire.
I phased out of the window and heaved out a heavy breath.
Surprisingly, a dozen drones dashed right out of window behind me, not giving up their target.
Of course, I sighed in dismay. The tower would trap only flesh and blood.
The hunters from theFalling Starmeant business. The drones wouldn’t stop until I lost my heads to them.
With that, I declared everyone inside the ship my enemies. There were no true loves inside!
I understood that the dragons wanted my heads to lay off their hex. The hunters in theFalling Staronly wanted my heads for their own greed. But then, what opportunists wouldn’t want to trade my three heads to a dragon realm? The reward was just too great. Thanks, evil grandpa! If I survived this and got off this planet, I would be having a talk with him. And losing his crown would be the least of his concerns!
I let out a gust of ironic laughter that sounded more like a shriek.
