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Long fingers skim up my ribs and poise just below my right breast. The hand around my throat disappears, only to weave into my hair and yank my face toward my father.
“He’ll stay on his knees until you open your eyes,” Alpha Fore snarls.
My heart quails, but I lift my lashes and swallow bile as I take in the sight of my appa kneeling in submission to this heartless beast.
“Remember this, tiny scorpion. Remember how pathetic and helpless your father looks right now, because it only gets worse from here. Say goodbye to your beloved appa,” he sneers the word of endearment as though it’s a curse, “because it might be the last time you ever see him.”
My vision narrows, but before the weight of his words fully hit, he lifts me into a cradle hold and stomps from the room.
I lose all control, screaming and bucking, but he carries me away from my parents without allowing me a final glance back at them.
Despair, fury, and fear send me into a downward spiral. I fight harder, but freeze when the brute cups my breast through his jacket. The hairs on his arm brush against my bare bottom. I curse the heated blush coloring my face as my body’s betrayal becomes evident.
He ducks his head and shifts me higher on his chest, bringing his face mere inches from mine. His startling grey eyes pierce through my defenses and I wonder how any creature can be so mesmerizing yet heartless.
His low hum pulses through me and my mortification grows as liquid heat seeps from between my legs.
“I like your slick on me, tiny scorpion, but you’ll have to be patient. I’m going to savor every moment as I make you mine.”
My lips tingle as he leans forward and the deepest part of my omega soul longs to kiss him, but I jerk my head to the side and clamp my teeth together.
“Go to hell,” I grit out.
“Ah, but we’ve been over this before. I’ve done my time in hell. Now it’s your turn.”
Tears clog my throat and scratch the back of my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall.
I won’t be his broken plaything. No matter what he does to me, I’ll never run out of hatred for him.
With the memory of my appa on his knees and the sound of my omma’s wailing fresh in my ears, I vow to never forgive him.
I’ll do whatever it takes to survive him. He’ll have to let down his guard one day, and when he does, he’ll feel how lethal his tiny scorpion can sting.
The Destroyer isn’t the only one capable of revenge.
Chapter 4
Fore
I force my legs to continue their slow and steady gait despite the urgency pumping through me. The defiant spark in the tiny female’s eyes challenges my control. My alpha instincts demand I conquer and claim, but I didn’t survive this long by letting my basal urges control me.
I’ve spent decades honing my senses and leashing my power to ensure the proper outcome. Another few days of restraint won’t kill me. I think.
Despite the blood trailing down my leg and the sharp pain resonating through my hip, I continue through the maze of dark hallways to my hidden oasis.
I snarl at the guard when his eyes linger on my omega’s legs. He doesn’t cower, but wisely averts his gaze. I turn the corner and stalk down the long, brightly lit hall. My tiny scorpion grinds her teeth and stiffens further when I brush my thumb over the swell of her breast.
I chuckle and toss her over my shoulder mid stride. She grunts and wriggles until I cup the back of her thigh.
I remove my hand. Her relieved exhale echoes down the hall, but I close the heavy metal door with a loud bang and drown out the sound. I spin the handwheel until the latch hisses, sealing us away from the rest of the world. After a dramatic pause, I flip the bar down from over the door and snap the lock closed.
My hard cock throbs as the scent of her fear cuts through the other aromas.
I drop her to her feet and strip her of my jacket before pinning her throat against the wall, giving her a chance to study the door as I study her.
She’s gorgeous. Delicate, doll-like features like her mother, but with sharper cheekbones and fuller lips. Her high, pert breasts heave and my mouth waters as I imagine taking her small, dusky nipples into my mouth. Too skinny for my liking, but healthy enough for a rutting, her narrow waist and slim hips promise to fulfill my every desire. The pheromones wafting from her skin and the smears of slick on her inner thigh hint at her upcoming heat.
Her nostrils flare and pupils haze as my lust deepens, but she stares up at me with an intoxicating mix of fear and fury. When her gaze roams over my scar, I tilt my head up to the light and cock a brow.
