Hell is a Harem by Kim Faulks

Author:Kim Faulks [Faulks, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Lorn

The waiter gripped the edge of the bar and leaned in. “Is that true? You’re her…you the one on the highway, the one beaten by humans?”

I flinched with the question and glanced toward the towering male. Dark eyes reflected the room, casting my wide-eyed stared back at me.

“Well,” he murmured, “why would you do that? Why would you let them hurt you like that?” The mothman took a step on gangly legs.

His clipped brown wings trailed behind him, leaving a thick smear of soot behind.

“Gundry, what have I fucking told you about that?” The waiter snarled and stared at the mess. “You know how long I have to scrub to get that shit out of the carpet?”

But there was no sorry from the towering creature. He crossed the room, bending his massive frame to pass under the lights overhead. “They’d kill us if they could. The only thing stopping them is they’re afraid.”

There was a murmur of approval.

“They won’t be afraid if you let them beat you like that, will they?” The mothman lifted his hand, long fingers curled into a fist. “We have to hurt them back, make them afraid of us. Make them so fucking afraid that they’ll leave our side alone.”

I shook my head. They didn’t understand…no one did.

The mothman lowered his gaze, finding the aching burn in my hand. “So much power…what I don’t understand is, why?”

Because it wasn’t his to understand. It wasn’t his to live with. And that made this all the more cruel.

“We want answers, hunter,” someone called from the back.

“No salt ring will protect you here!” yelled another.

There was the scape of a chair, and then footsteps…many…many footsteps. I could feel them surrounding me, blocking off my avenue to the doors. I was here now, and here I’d stay—until they’d had their drop of blood.

Still they poked and prodded with their remarks. “No salt rings here, hunter! No, no one to protect you here!”

And that was just it…wasn’t it? Another ring was resurrected inside my head. A ring around a warehouse that held terror inside. I was drawn back to the docks where we found the wolves, the dealers, and the innocents I’d killed.

My own kind and I killed them.

I swayed on my feet as the memory grew. White eyes glistened, webbed with tiny red veins that hung by a single nerve. I’d caved the wolf’s head in with just a flick of my power. And not just the head…their entire body, fur on the inside, and flesh on the outside.

I killed every single one of them—because they came after what was mine.

They wanted to kill Titus and Rival.

I couldn’t let that happen.

Not now…not ever.

And that was to a shifter. That was to a wolf in his prime. Imagine what I could do to a human? Imagine what I could do to them all.

No, there was no salt ring in here to save me…but salt rings don’t work anymore, now…do they?

Rings of power protected what was inside the ring.

But what it

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