Punished by Marata Eros & Marata Eros

Author:Marata Eros & Marata Eros
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: T. Rose Press LLC

CHAPTER 27

THE MAGISTRATE

Magistrate Oren fingers the healing wounds at his throat as he glares at Hunter Killian.

“I did as you asked.”

He lets his fingers fall and drums them on his expensive desk. Blood mars the surface of the desk from wounds that fight to close, heal properly.

Thankfully, Enforcer Adrienne took the brunt of the anti-coagulant tipped barbs.

Killian is turned away from him, hands knotted at his strong back. “I have a Hunter turned rogue, a female hybrid escaped with a Turner, and you are now an official mockery. Congratulations.”

Oren's cheek flush with heat. He is tired of dealing with the supernaturals. They're all well and good if he wants something despicable accomplished, normally outside the scope of his legal constraints. However, they like to exact their pound of flesh.

That thought leads to another. The smooth rounded ass and pale and unmarred back of the bounty enforcer, Narah Adrienne. He'd just about released in his drawers when he whipped her. All eyes were on her, not him. Oren had been so close to relief when that Turner went against all principles and revealed himself of all things. It had taken every spare credit he had, and a few unscrupulous vampires, to glamor the human saps who'd seen all. Yes. A true and frightful mess to bury.

Oren licks his lips. How'd he love another try at the enforcer cunt. Truth be told, he'd like a try at her while hurting her. But now... it is likely impossible.

Not with a Turner and Hunter safeguarding her. Just the thought of their cooperation strikes fear in his heart. The best outcome in Oren's world is one in which the supernaturals are pitted against one another.

Keeps them busy.

Killian pivots, facing him. “You've squelched the revelation of our kind from the humans, I'll give you that. But you let your perverted inclinations rule you. You didn't keep my boy in line. I wanted an excuse to execute him.” Killian's fist rises, his green eyes glitter with anger. “He was to prove Narah Adrienne's blood called to him by failing his task. I want these mixed-breeds out of Hunter society forever.”

Oren glares at Killian, a true elitist. “Then do your own dirty work.” He swings his palms wide.

Killian exhales, his hands fisting. “I am not the ultimate authority.”

Oren gives a small smile. “Nice to know even you have someone holding you accountable.” He makes a tsking sound. “Killing your own Hunters. How is that going?”

Killian's shoulders tense. He's clearly unwilling to admit his fault in the plan. “Not very well when those I work with do not follow instructions to the letter.”

That again. “There will be another opportunity, Killian. Besides, why is this female so important? You spelled the barbs, they were soaked in the anti-coagulant.” Oren shrugs his bulk and Killian's eyes narrow.

“We can't have even one offspring from a hybrid female. I have explained the dangers of that...”

Oren gives Killian a considering look. “Not really. What are you afraid of? So Hunter Matthews went batshit, his neutralizer was found on the courthouse floor—emptied.

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