Stone Sentinel: A Beautiful Monsters Story (BeMo Vol. 3.5) by Jex Lane

Author:Jex Lane [Lane, Jex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jex Lane
Published: 2017-12-13T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

00:03…00:02…00:01…00:00.

Jet grabbed Tarrick and began to fight through the dirt above him. Unlike a vampire, he couldn’t command it.

“There!” someone shouted when he broke the surface. A team of hunters stood waiting at the water’s edge.

The Wardens.

They looked exhausted, and their uniforms had holes and tears. Weapons dripped with blood.

An SUV waited nearby.

With Fate-Pebble under the spell to prevent tracking, how did the hunters find them? Jet would find out later. For now, he dragged Tarrick’s body out of the sand. Silva opened the Warlord’s mouth and pulled the metal rod out.

Jet didn’t wait around to see if she’d begin kissing and fucking him. He dug down into the sand to retrieve Fate-Pebble. When he pulled her out, another hunter approached. Jet growled at him, stopping the hunter in his tracks.

“Jet, are you going to let one of us pull the flickstick from Samantha’s mouth or you going to do it?” Silva asked. Beside her, Tarrick was on his knees heaving, his claymore missing from his back. Lost in the sand.

Jet looked at his own claws. Unless he shifted back into the human form, he’d cut up Fate-Pebble. And paws couldn’t grab anything. He didn’t want to shift again, so he backed away.

The hunter he had growled at opened Fate-Pebble’s mouth and pulled out the magic rod.

Her eyes snapped open and she stood in one quick movement. Growling, she crossed the sand to Tarrick and slapped him across the face.

The hunters pulled weapons. Jet went to her side, keeping his back hunched and baring his teeth at them.

Tarrick motioned for the hunters to put their weapons down.

“Sting a little! I hate you,” Fate-Pebble said.

“You’re alive, aren’t you?”

“Undead. And I’m telling my father how painful that was.” She turned and stomped to the waiting SUV, slamming the door behind her. Jet went and sat outside the car door.

Silva laughed. “She knows how to throw quite the tantrum, doesn’t she, sir?”

Tarrick stood, brushing sand off his suit and from his hair. “She’s a child.”

“I’m not a child and I’m not throwing a tantrum and you said you dismissed the Wardens for the night. Liar,” Fate-Pebble said from inside the car, knowing everyone could hear her.

Silva laughed harder. “What, you didn’t know I was following you with all your oracle powers?”

Fate-Pebble said nothing. Jet didn’t think the hunter commander's comment was reasonable. His stone couldn’t see everything all the time.

“Report,” Tarrick ordered as he walked to the car.

“We engaged three teams before the warriors began showing up. I ordered our retreat then.” Silva opened the door for him. Jet jumped inside before Tarrick could get in. He settled on the floor at Fate-Pebble’s feet while Tarrick sat next to her. Silva sat in the backwards facing seat. “You were right—Vassu’s in the city. Are you certain you want to stay here? Is King Magnus really worth all this effort, sir?”

“If I can convince him to join us, we’ll not only gain some much-needed funds but he has sixty hunter teams loyal to him and almost as many warriors.

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