Page 55 of The King has Fallen
~ MELEK ~
All the young Neph who’d been watching with such lascivious delight a moment earlier whipped around at the sound of my roar and fell aside like flesh opened by a blade.
I passed through the gap, tackling the fucker who had her on the ground and was scrambling at his own leathers, trying to free himself—but not in time.
He was lucky I didn’t wrench his cockoffwhen I got hands on him.
He released her the moment he saw my face, his hands going wide half a blink before I ripped him away from her and tossed him bodily into his comrades, so he took four of them out.
“What the fuck did you do?”I snarled, standing over a weeping Yilan, pointing at Gall—who was immediately released and shoved forward, stumbling and almost falling at my feet.
“He was playing with her!”
“He told us she was there!”
“It was just a game, sir.”
Gall had almost lost his feet when he was thrown forward. Now, he crouched in front of me, his eyes wide, sweat trickling down his temple as he watched me roar and dominate.
He wasterrifiedby my anger.
And he believed it was truly leveled at him.
Apparently, I’d been more convincing than I’d thought, because the others relaxed a hair, standing straight and starting to nudge each other.
To distract them all, I stepped forward, swiped my spear from the hands of a young Neph who’d been staring at me open mouthed, then whipped it in a circle, sending a few of the others back a hurried step or two as I turned, scanning all of them, letting them see every ounce of my anger and domination over them.
“A few hours…” I growled, turning to meet eyes with each of them. “I am gone fora few hoursand youpupscannot keep your dicks to yourselves even that long?”
“Sir, Gall said—”
“I don’t give a fuck what one soldier said when you are gathered as a legion and know better.”
Most of them shrank under my eyes. But the leader, clearly startled and embarrassed by how easily I’d tossed him aside, was scrambling to reassert himself in the eyes of the others.
And he was a clever fuck.
“We meant no disrespect, General,” he said slyly, still panting. “Please… show us. She’s yours. And strong. Strong enough to survive a breeding, right? Show us…” he insisted,and the sick light in his eyes resonated with the nausea in my stomach because I knew these young males had witnessed a woman taken against her will before.
Every Nephilim had.
Avid, they all leaned in, waiting for me to laugh and finish the job this fucker had started.
Nerves twisting in my guts, I smiled at them like a cat on a mouse, and with the spear still in one hand, I took the two steps back to where she was on all fours attempting to get to her feet with only one usable arm.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I yanked her head back, internally wincing at the pain it would no doubt cause her shoulder but keeping my expression fierce for thesechildren.
“She is mine to do with as I please,” I snarled, eyeing all of them and ignoring her gasps of pain and shock. Then I brought the spear up to point, swinging it slowly so that it leveled at each one’s heart as I met eyes with him. “I don’t share with grunts. And I don’t want your dirty pricks in her. Get your own,” I growled.
There was a groan of disappointment, and some taunting of their leader for assuming I’d play his game. His eyes darted from his comrades—who he relied on to bolster his strength—to me and he licked his lips. But then he smiled and my blood turned to ice at the conniving, sinister light in his eyes.
“Then bleed her. Fucking kill her—she got out. She almost got loose. That’s a killing offense for an enemy. Slay her, General.Slay her!”
“I don’t take orders from children,” I snapped. “And there is no breeding with a dead woman, you imbecile.”
Some of them laughed and taunted him, but many were panting, eyes bright with bloodlust and leaning forward.
I growled, the hair on the back of my neck standing up. We Nephilim were most often our own worst enemies. Mostof us were born out of violence then raised in a brutal culture that rewarded aggression. Although there were calm, thoughtful minds among us, in our culture strength ruled. That light in their eyes was a warning—the fallen power within coming forward.
