Page 16 of Savage Hunt

An arm came around my neck to choke me, but the fae got the shock of his life when my tattoo sent a bolt of electricity into him.

He cursed and stumbled back, grabbing his arm. “What the fuck was that? We can’t use magic here.”

I shrugged. “Touch me again, and maybe you’ll find out.”

A fist suddenly flew at my face, and I ducked to miss it, but another one smashed into my cheek, pain exploding through my right side.

Son of a bitch.

Thick arms grabbed me from behind, and a rumbling voice shook my back. “I’m going to crack you open and suck out your insides, shifter.”

The giant dux demon picked me up, my legs kicking in the air, and slammed me onto a table. Stars burst in my vision, and a copper tang oozed over my tongue. He flipped me around, revealing a pair of neon-green eyes, gold spikes across his shoulders, and black tufts of hair sprouting between two large horns on his skull.

Shit. This guy was huge. He wouldn’t go down easily.

He licked his lips with a forked tongue. “You’ll be tasty.”

And he was a flesh eater.

“Get the hell off me, prick.” I broke his grip on my arm and punched his jaw, pain bursting across my knuckles as the skin split.

What the hell was he made out of, titanium?

More demons crowded the table, grabbing my arms and legs, sinister laughter bouncing between them. Ice poured through my veins as my heart hammered against my ribs. He and his friends planned to tear me apart, limb by limb, and eat me like a giant turkey on Thanksgiving.

Would the guards just let it happen?

A few feet away, Maddie fought with a tiger shifter and a witch while a demon closed in.

“Maddie, watch out!”

She whipped around, stopping the demon from sinking his talons into her. The raven ducked and then delivered a kick to his chin.

Hands gripped my face, returning my attention to the circling enemies just as the colossal demon pinning me to the table produced a shiv constructed from a horn.

“Time to see your blood.” His lips curled back, unveiling jagged rows of teeth as he lifted the horn, poised to stab me in the throat while his friends held me.

Maddie’s scream pelted my eardrums while a demon held her back from helping me.

My neck tattoo tingled, and rage burned through my bloodstream, but it wasn’t my own. As the demon lowered the horn to stab me, a giant hand wrapped around his wrist, breaking bones.

The demon’s shriek ripped through the cafeteria, and he dropped the horn as bones and tendons showed through his flesh. That same hand grabbed his neck and broke it as easily as snapping a toothpick in half.

Fane Maverick released a ferocious roar that rattled the entire room before he plucked one of the other prisoners off me and smashed his fist into the fae’s face until he lost consciousness. Fane dropped him and went for the next, snarling like a wild beast.

My wild beast.

Pain lashed my arm as a dux demon bit me, capturing Fane’s focus. He grabbed the prisoner off and slammed him into the table so many times his skull caved in, and then the demon shifter ripped his head off.

Most people would have been terrified or at least disgusted. Not me. I wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him, splattered with blood and all.

I broke the other demon’s grip and kicked him right into Fane’s grasp.

A chilling smile melted over the demon shifter’s lips as he held the dux demon. “You shouldn’t have touched her.” He punched him in the ribs, the crunch of bone rebounding.

Once the demon lost consciousness, Fane dropped him and snatched me off the table. A ragged cry burst out of my mouth at the first real contact in so long. Bolts of electricity zapped between us, and I leaned into him, breathing in his scent.

“You said we should stay apart, or the guards would restrain us.”

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