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I blink, darkness overwhelming my last… last thought.
Give up,I think, finishing the phrase.
Only… only it sounds like a man’s voice. Breathed against my ear. Tainting my mind. Ruining my fight. Overcoming my… resistance.
“You’re going to regret that,whore,” he says ominously.
A vicious snarl answers that comment, one I feel vibrating every nerve inside me.
Yet I’m not the one who released that sound.
Something else did.
Someoneelse.
He’s here,I think, dizzy from a realization that I don’t quite understand. But somewhere inside me, I just…know. Because I canfeelhim.
No.
Not just him, butthem.
What…?
I blink.
And suddenly my blackening world resembles shades of red.
Blood.
Growls.
Death.
CHAPTER EIGHT
REAPER
A Few Minutes Earlier
“This is fucking incredible,”I marvel, admiring the buildings all around me. “I hate New York City. But this…”
“Is Monster City,” Flame tells me, stating the obvious.
“Indeed it is.”
There are portals everywhere, but I don’t give a fuck about the creatures coming and going through their magical spirals. I’m too enthralled by this realm’s version of Times Square. It captivated me the moment we arrived, which was only minutes ago, yet it feels as though hours have passed.
None of the traditional skyscrapers exist here. It’s all metal and greenery with a few splashes of windows. No billboards. No obnoxious human pedestrians. No taxis. No cars at all. Just open air, tall, environmentally friendly buildings, and hints of parks on every street block.
“I can smell the ocean,” I say, ignoring whatever Orcusand Flame are discussing. “No overpowering stench of garbage or human ruin. Just… life.” So fucking bizarre. “It makes me want to destroy some shit.”
Because I can’t feed onlife.
Hmm.
I dance around, looking for a potential meal.
Humans scatter about, their fear an aphrodisiac that makes my stomach growl with hunger. Where there is fear, there is a cause. And those causes typically make a fine meal.
