Page 83 of Pretty Little Prey
“Both options sound bad to me,” she muttered. “How about letting me go and becoming a better person?” She burst into fake laughter at the thought of Rohan being kind. She laughed and laughed and laughed, until tears streamed down her face.
Rohan stood and stepped back, brows furrowed as he gazed at her like she was the crazed one. “You are different now.”
“Wow, you should be working for NASA with that big ole brain of yours.”
The hard palm of his hand collided with the side of her face again. This time, the impact caused her teeth to chatter.
“I think the little prey forgot her place in the food chain,” Rohan joked to his pack. Several of the men hooted with excitement, hungry for blood. For pain.Hers.
Another hit. This time, an actual punch that would leave a black eye.Perfect.
“Maybe I’ll beat you within an inch of your life andthensell you. After all, do you know how much of my time you wasted running from city to city for the past six years?”
He kicked her in the stomach, and the pain exploded through her. She bent forward, gasping for breath.
Her ribs ached. Burned. “Why?” she cried out. “Why me? Why did you choose me?” If she was going to die, she wanted to know. He had chosen her, manipulated her, and slaughtered her family and friends…
Rohan tsked and grabbed a handful of her white-blond hair. “Because you, little cattle shifter, have no idea how rare you are.” To be calledcattlewas the worst insult to a prey shifter. To be equated to domesticated farm animals. “You may just be the last of your kind.”
She spat at him.
Another hard slap.
“You used to be so…soft,” he said. “It was almost too easy to get you to take me home. Remember how you spread your legs for me, Luna? Remember how I took your virginity under the stars?” He leaned in to whisper into her ear, “My favorite part was making you bleed all over my dick.”
Luna glared at him, her blue eyes flashing with hellish retaliation. “You’re going to bleed for hurting me.”
“Aw, did someone forget that Duttur don’t have claws?” Rohan snorted. “So helpless.” He smirked and ran a hand over the crotch of his jeans. “Maybe you can help me decide what to do with you. After breathing in some of my alpha pheromones, I bet you’d be panting to suck this dick.”
She snapped her teeth. “Go to Hell!”
Rohan stepped closer to her, beginning to unzip his pants.
“I am themateof the shifter kings,” she said, finally admitting it to herself. “If you dare touch me—”
His wide, strong hand slapped harshly across her face again. She tasted blood in her mouth. “I’ve never pitied the kings before. But being mated to aprey?” Rohan sneered. “Disgusting.”
She pulled at the ropes tying her to the tree trunk.
“Our world will never accept someone like you as a queen,” Rohan added, chuckling with the other men. “Not unless you’re covered in steak sauce.”
More male laughter. It ate away at Luna’s patience. Heat rose to her cheeks, her neck.Rage.
“Dude, Rohan fucked the kings’ mate.” Another chortled, seeming to just now realize it.Dumb fucking wolf. “Broke in that prey pussy—the basilisk should send you a ‘thank you’ card.”
More laughter.
Then…
Shrieks of pain sounded around them. Male screams of horror. Several, “Please, no! I have a family.” Then, gurgling sounds, as if the men choked on their own blood. Thuds as their bodies hit the ground.
Wide-eyed, Rohan was yanked away from her by the back of his neck.
Luna blinked, her mouth opening as she saw her four alphas covered in the blood of Rohan’s pack.
Kobe stayed in wolf form, ripping one man to shreds.
Nikolai licked his fingers of the dark red blood from several of the bodies.
