Well, duh. I thought you wanted to hobble them.
Wait just a sec. So its okay to bust your opponents kneecap before a competition, but its not okay to steal the grand prize for youryourconsort? He almost couldnt say the word. Doing so made their arrangement seem permanent, rather than temporary.
She stopped to gape at him. I cant believe you just asked that. Busted kneecaps are expected among my kind. Even encouraged.
I thought youd never participated in the Harpy Games before?
True, but I watched my mother when she did.
Fine, he grumbled. You can do some hobbling. Meanwhile, hed stick to his original plan. While she decreased the number of her competitors, he would study the Harpy campsite. Layout, sentry placement, response times. Use your hands, though, because knifing them seems a bit harsh. Actually, he just didnt want to accidentally track the blood inside the tents, leaving evidence of his intentions behind.
Say no more. I came prepared for a little nonslashing action. She slid one of her elegant hands down herpanties? She did. Sweet heaven, she did. Right in the center, where she was probably warm and wet, ready for his mouth, his cock. Ive got something I think you might like.
Hell, yeah, she did. Stridey-Monster got real uncomfortable real fast, and yep, there was definite snakelike trailage behind him. Then Kaia shocked him by sliding her hand back up and holding out her palm. In the middle rested a small silver bar.
Disappointed and surprised, he frowned. Whats that?
Watch. She gripped one end and flicked her wrist. Snap. The bar grew several inches. Another flick, another few inches, until the damn thing resembled an oversize police baton. Or Stridey-Monster.
I want one of those, he said.
Her eyes glittered with relish. I know, right. But hands to yourself, demon boy. This ones mine. Now, come on. She skidded back into motion.
Hey. Im your consort. Whats yours is mine, Harpy girl. And whatdya know? Saying the title hadnt been such a chore that time.
He crawled after her. Finally they reached the edge of the makeshift camp, as evidenced by the fire crackling in the heart of the grounds. In his early days here on earth, his hunting of Hunters had very often led him to camps just like this one. Multiple tents, boulders acting as chairs, and fowl roasting over the flames. Only, thered always been soldiers patrolling the area.
No ones here, he whispered.
I know, Kaia replied. She sighed, despondent.
The occupants had left in a hurry. The scuff of their boots in the dirt was evidence of that, as though theyd been moving too swiftly to pick up their feet. The fowl was burned, charring more and more with every second that passed, plumes of black smoke wafting toward the sky. There was a water bottle lying flat, liquid gushing from it.
I heard them abandoning ship, she added, but I hoped there would be a few stragglers. Doesnt anyone defend their turf anymore?
Shed heard them? When he, a trained soldier, hadnt heard a goddamn thing? No need for an ego check. He sucked. Dont forget Mission One. The Rodand not the one in your pants. Ill give the place an inspection. You stay here and act as lookout.
No way. Ill give the place an inspection. You stay here.
Damn it, Kaia. You betterumph. Something hard wrapped around his ankles and jerked, sliding him backward. He twisted midway, sitting up despite his momentum, and shoved.
There was a pained, feminine grunt as his assailant stumbled and he was released.
Win, Defeat suddenly said, speaking up for the first time since theyd left the motel.
Did. For the moment, at least. Female warriors surrounded him, glaring down at him. Each held some type of weapon, from machetes to axes to Neolithic daggers.
Well, well. Slowly he stood, palms up and out, all innocenceall lie. Evening, ladies. Something we can do for you?
Kaia settled into a crouch and squawked. A squawk he recognized. Her Harpy had just taken over. From the thought of him being injured? Or because another woman had put her hands on him? Either way, she was seeing the world through a haze of red and black, a need for blood thickening her tongue.
Mine, she said in a low, dual-layered voice. That was the only warning she gave before she attacked.
As she twirled that bat with a grace and purpose that astonished him, Defeat gave a whimper rather than another demand for victory. She moved like a dancer. A lethal, psychotic dancer who hoped to spend the rest of her life in prison. My kinda woman. Metal slammed against bone, the latter crackling. More grunts, a few groans.
And then the battle was really on.
He caught a glimpse of Kaias expression as she spun. Cold, merciless. Red flickers joined the black in her eyes. Like flames. True, crackling flames. He could feel their heat, causing sweat to bead over his skin. An azure glow even emanated from her skin. Not a Harpy glow, with those lovely rainbow shards trapped beneath the surface, but the hottest lick of fire.
He remembered their kissagainand the way shed burned him, how hot shed been. A living furnace. It had turned him on, made him feel on top of his game. Now he wondered
Was she exhibiting some sort of power?
Her claws slashed and her teeth cut. Bodies moved so quickly around her, his gaze couldnt quite track them, but every few seconds Kaia would be thrown backward, as if someone had slammed into her. A heartbeat later, that someone would howl in painbecause theyd been burned?
Win, Defeat growled, fear momentarily forgotten.
Great. Give me a minute. There were a few things he needed to figure out. Namely, how to insert himself into the fray without running into Kaias fists.
Win!
The answer slid into place. Strider withdrew Jose, his Sig Sauer, from the waist of his pants. Hed come prepared, too, knowing hed have to take out anyone who got in his way. Now, he just wanted to murder anyone who tried to hobble Kaia. Thats what friends did for each other.
He fired a single shot into the air. Boom. Gasps, the rustle of clothing, the stomp of boots. Then, silence.
Back the hell up, he snarled, lowering his aim. Now. And before you start wondering if I have the balls to splatter your brains across the trees, let me put your minds at ease. I do.
Kaia stilled, panting and blood-splattered. The women quickly backed away from her. As fast as these winged stunners could move, they could have charged him, attempted to kill him. They didnt. Either they realized hed take a few of them out before they managed to reach him, as promised, or they feared his demon.
Defeat hummed his approval, tiny sparks of pleasure warming Striders chest. More sparks than usual, considering he hadnt exactly won yet. Then Strider recalled the very first challenge his demon had accepted regarding Kaia and these women.
Anyone who tried to hurt her had to suffer. Nice.
You, he said to Kaia. Come closer.
She, too, obeyed. He brushed his free hand down her arm, a caress meant to calm, to comfort. But, shit! Touching her was like touching melted steel. Blisters immediately formed on the pads of his fingers. Did he care? Hardly. What was a little pain when her well-being was at stake?
Eventually the raspy fury of her breathing decreased and the black faded from her eyes, the flickering flames dying. Her skin cooled.
First-class work out there, baby doll, he said.
Anytime, sugar muffin. Though the words were raw and ragged, she spoke with only one vocal inflection. Her Harpy had been contained.
He shifted his gaze. He and Kaia were still surrounded, but now the circle had grown even wider and he could make out individual features. Harpy after Harpy scowled at him. Dread poured through him as he moved in front of Kaia. His protectiveness probably bothered her, but he wasnt going to let her take the lead in this. These were her people, and as her sister Gwen had once proven, family had a hard time killing family.
Strider never had a hard time killing anyone. Call it a gift.
Kaia moved to his side and threw the baton ather mothers feet. He wanted to curse.
Hello, Tabitha, she said evenly.
The dark-haired beauty stepped forward, her expression blank as she pondered him rather than her daughter. Put the gun away, demon. For all your crowing, we all know you wont use it.
Kaia moaned. You shouldnt have said that.
Grinning pleasantly, Strider angled the line of the barrel and squeezed the trigger. Boom. A high-pitched, disbelieving scream. Hed nailed the Harpy beside her. Blood spurted from a gaping thigh wound. The now-injured female hopped up and down before her strength drained and she fell to the ground.
Win! Defeat giggled like a schoolgirl.
More sparks of pleasure erupted in his chest as he notched a brow. You were saying?
Tabitha peered at Kaia and cursed, then switched her attention to her trembling clanswoman and shrugged. You merely grazed her, missing everything of importance.
Did I? Well, then, let me try again. Once more he squeezed the trigger. This time, the bullet grazed Tabithas thigh. She wore ankle-length black pants, and the material concealed the evidence of what hed done. Nothing could hide the coppery tang saturating the air, however.
A slight baring of her pearly whites was the only indication she gave that shed been hit.
Oh, damn, he said. Missed everything of importance again. I might have to keep practicing. Whos next?
Gasps of outrage abounded.
Tabitha held up her hand for silence. Even the night birds obeyed, their chirps evaporating like mist. Of course it would be you who fell for the old campfire trick, she said to Kaia. Im not surprised.
That makes two of us. You fell for the old your-enemy-has-fallen-for-the-old-campfire-trick trick. She settled two fingers in her mouth and whistled, loud and high-pitched.
Suddenly leaves rattled above him. He watched, wide-eyed, as Sabin, Lysander, Taliyah, Bianka, the Harpy called Neeka and several other females he didnt recognize revealed themselves. They were high up in the trees, arrows notched and pointed at the competition.
Defeat started humming again.
What are you so happy about? Theyd been there all this time and he hadnt known. They could have slaughtered him before hed even realized he was under attack. And hed thought himself so skilled, soundefeatable. Well, there was no need for any ego checks today. He more than sucked. He blew chunks.
No reason to blame himself, though. Kaia and her Booty Camp had ruined his concentration.
This is a first, Tabitha gritted out. Murmurs of admiration circled her, mixed with a few snorts of disbelief and several gasps of fury. Now I am surprised.
How? His jagged tone matched her mothers.
Kaia didnt pretend to misunderstand. I texted them before we left the motel.
Good thinking, but he hadnt known that, either, which meant he more than blew chunks. And you couldnt have clued me in?
No. So simply stated, as if the thought had never entered her mind. So, Mother Dearest, she said, tuning him out. Are you regretting your choice to cut your daughters from your team?
No, Tabitha said, as flatly as Kaia had and with no hesitation.
Ouch. Kaia stiffened, but only for a moment. He didnt dare glance over at her, didnt dare wrap his arm around her waist and offer any more comfort. Now wasnt the time. But lateryeah, later, despite his raging bodily needs and the danger to his self-control. Comforting her was part of his consort duties, and for the next four weeks, he was her consort. In all the ways that mattered.
Sex didnt matter.
At least, thats what he was going to tell himself. Over and over again, until he believed it. Or until a backlog of semen poisoned and killed him. He could plan to sneak off and indulge in a few one-night stands, he supposed, but he knew he wouldnt. And not just because Kaia would permanently maim any females he so much as flirted with, but because, well, he didnt want anyone else.
Hed tasted Kaias sweetness, had felt the wickedness of her curves pressed against him, and knew no mortal woman could compare. But hed get over this infatuation, of that he had no doubt. Even Haidee hadnt held his attention for long.
Haidee. Huh. He hadnt thought about her much today, though she had consumed his brain for weeks. Classic Strider. Over the centuries, hed been a major contender for the Worlds Shortest Attention Span.
Do you truly think you can win the games? Tabitha asked Kaia.
Yes.
Against me?
I hate to repeat myself, but yes.
Thats my girl. Well, his girl for now.
Juliette might have won the last eight games, but thats because I wasnt allowed to fight. As you know, Ive never lost, Tabitha said, stroking the medallion that hung from her neck.
Again, Kaia stiffened, a wave of hurt blasting from her. A wave quickly suppressed. Did the necklace hold some significance? He made a mental note to ask Gwen, as he was certain Kaia wouldnt give him a straight answer. She never did.
Theres a reason youve never lost. Youve never fought me, Kaia replied haughtily.
She is going to be killed.
The feminine voice stampeded through his head. Tabithas voice. The same voice hed heard during orientation. Her attention hadnt transferred to him, but he knew. Like hell, he muttered.
Kaia threw him a disbelieving, offended look. Its true.
I know that, baby doll. Wasnt talking to you.
Oh. Well. Okay.
Win! There was a tremor in Defeats tone, but still, the little bastard wasnt going to back down. Theyd decided to aid Kaia, and they would. She would not be killed.
She is going to be killedand there is nothing you can do to help her.
Stop it, he commanded, gaze narrowing on the woman responsible.
Tabitha blinked innocently. Why is your consort speaking to me without my having addressed him first? she asked Kaia. Have you not taught him the proper order of things?
So the little man wasnt supposed to speak to the women folk without an invitation? Screw that. Just stay out of my head, Harpy, or Ill make sure you regret it. By the way, hows the leg?