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With a shuddering breath, my tiny scorpion sheds her melancholy and pushes my arm away. I ignore her attempt at control and resituate her on my lap until her back presses against my front and her knees bracket mine. She wriggles until my cock hardens under her ass. Fear and intrigue wafts from her tense little body as I drape my arm across her lap and easily pin her in place.

“Eager for more already?” I murmur against her temple.

She doesn’t respond. I brush my scarred cheek against her silky flesh and nip her ear before sitting up and perusing the tray. Deciding to offer her the simplest thing first, I pinch off a piece of flatbread and hold it in front of her lips.

“Eat, tiny scorpion. You’ll need fuel to survive what I’m going to do to you,” I promise.

Her reflection, although warped, shines clearly enough from the backsplash for me to see her lips twist. After a silent battle within herself, she opens her mouth and accepts the bite.

I pull her lower lip down with my thumb as I retreat. The softness of her delicate flesh sends desire pulsing down my spine and pooling into my balls. Her wetness seeps into my lap, but I pluck a small strip of chicken from the plate and bring it to her mouth.

She doesn’t hesitate to take it this time. As the flavor bursts across her tongue, her eyelids slip closed and a small sound of delight leaks from her chest. I teeter on the edge of my control.

“What is this? What am I eating?” she asks after she swallows.

I slip another morsel between her teeth and relish her reaction.

“Roasted chicken.”

My voice emerges like the low rumbling of thunder from a far-off storm.

She pauses mid chew and glances over at the plate with doubt in every curve of her profile.

“Tomorrow we’ll have goat,” I say.

She twists to look up at me.

I lose myself in her gorgeous, wide brown eyes.

“How?”

“My alliances run deep. My power runs deeper. Ever wonder why your father hid under the fighting pits?”

She shrinks in on herself and turns away, but I use my index finger under her chin to swivel her gaze back to mine.

“The pits are the only neutral territory in the entire city. Alphas from neighboring vessels visit to gamble and fight. He was hoping to buy passage off my destroyer. Do you know why he couldn’t?”

She searches my face with wary eyes. My alpha instincts long to purr in delight. Her resilience astounds me.

“Because he isn’t the only one who tried to stab me in the back, but he is the only one who survived my wrath. No one would dare help him. It was just a matter of time before I found him. Until I found you.”

I stroke my finger over her cheek and cup her hip in my palm.

“I admire his perseverance as much as I hate his ability to hide from me. Evasion may have been the only thing I didn’t teach him, which makes his skill that much more frustrating.”

“You taught him?” The disbelief in her tone both amuses and insults me. I lift my lips in a lopsided smirk and wrap my hand around her throat.

“Yes, tiny scorpion. Whatever fighting skills he taught you won’t be enough. I’m the original mastermind behind his moves. You have me to thank for having an appa who could protect you so well all these years.”

Her throat moves against my palm as she swallows. I turn my attention to the plate, but when I return with another bite of chicken, she still stares up at me with wide eyes.

“You were my appa’s mentor?”

“I pulled him from the slums and gave him purpose. He repaid me by betraying my trust and stealing my omega.”

Her brows scrunch, but there’s no challenge in her questioning stare. The urge to preen as she studies my face grows to an embarrassing level, so I push the food into her mouth and scoff.

“Don’t tell me your appa never mentioned me? I spent years teaching him.”

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