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“Since you were unable to hear our commands…” I sliced, yanking his ear away from his head. Blood spurted from the wound, and he screamed. I tossed it aside and moved the blade to his eye.
“Since you were unable to see the value in the new order…”
“Wait, no!” he started, but I stabbed. I had to clench my teeth around the bile that rose in my throat. Violence had never been my first inclination—but this wasn’t senseless abuse. It was power in its purest form. And I’d wield it however necessary to prove my fucking point.
I shuffled until my dagger hovered over his dick. “Since you were offended that my mate and I could couple and you could not…” I felt the cringe of every gathered male as I sank the blade to the hilt.
Blinded by pain, the male convulsed, limbs twitching toward the sky, then collapsed backward. I let my magic go and rose, holding my mate’s gaze.
“Your orders, Szélhámos?”
“End him.” The two words rolled off my tongue with such ease.
Rokath removed his boot and replaced it with the tip of his blade, right over the male’s still-beating heart. “For the insults lodged toward the Szélhámos, my Fates-given equal.” Then, he jammed his sword down.
We remained locked in that position, both bloody, desire thrumming down our bond, as the final bits of the male’s life drifted away.
Silence reigned around us.
“Think we proved our point?” I spoke into his mind.
“I think so, little imposter.” He broke our co
“Are the consequences clear?” His tone was low, threatening, and made my core flutter.
Nods answered him as far as I could see.
“Good. You are all dismissed. Assimilate into your new units by the end of the day or face punishment,” he barked, contempt darkening his tone.
Trol put two fingers in his mouth and whistled, drawing attention and issuing further commands. Rokath wiped his blade clean, then took mine and did the same. His hungry gaze raked over me, sending a shiver down my spine. “After that display, I need to be inside you.”
“Please,” I whimpered.
He glanced at Rapp. “Help Trol. I’ll return later.”
Rapp sniggered as Rokath and I passed him and entered the barracks. Then, loud enough that we could hear, he said to Kiira, “That was just foreplay for them. It’s a good thing we’ll be out here for a while.”
A small giggle escaped me as the door swung shut behind us.
Rokath had ordered their obedience; I had demanded their devotion. Not only to me, but to every sacred, bleeding, rage-honed female who walked among them.
They would not soon forget what had transpired.