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Authors: Kathy Kulig
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like being a Drone. Tarik will allow me to keep my powers when we return to Prygos.”
“What powers?”
She straightened and jutted out her breasts, showing them off beneath a tight black tank. “Watch.” She took in a deep breath, let it out slowly, then closed her eyes. Her body blurred and reformed. Moments later she was a gray wolf.
She leapt over the railing and trotted across the yard toward the corral.
“No, not the horses.” Dante jumped over the railing and by the time he hit the ground, he was in his coyote form. He could run faster and was stronger. Leaping the fence, he was paces behind Natesa in her wolf form as she crouched in front on D.A. who reared up, stomping and screeching.
Dante, as the coyote, nipped her hind leg and the wolf snapped at him. The coyote clawed her snout and then she pounced. Lips curled back as teeth bared. The two rolled in the dirt of the corral outside the door. Teeth and claws dug into flesh and tore at fur. The horses ran to the far side of the corral while the two shapeshifters fought.
She outweighed him, but the coyote was quick. With a twist of his body he had her pinned down on her back. Dante shifted back to his human form while he held her down. “Shift back, goddammit, or I’ll rip your throat out. Immortal or not, you’ll feel the pain. And I’ll make sure you’ll suffer the agony of a mortal death at a later date.”
She shifted back to human. Her hair disheveled, cuts and scrapes covering her body, she winced and shoved at his chest. “Get off.”
“Go near my horses again and you’re dead.”
“I wouldn’t hurt your precious horses. I was joking around, Dante. Now let me up.”
Dante stood but watched her closely.
Natesa brushed herself off. “I had no desire to come here. I’d rather be on Anartia. But if this will help get us to Prygos, then fine.”
“Why did they change you now when we’re leaving so soon? We have plenty of Drones.”
“The demoness is allowing you a reprieve on your offerings to her while you prepare your horses. I’m to take your place.”
He gripped her arm, led her out of the corral and locked the gate. “Thanks. You didn’t have much time to train.”
She jerked her arm out of his grasp. “Valdon’s training me. And Zorian said I’m a natural.”
“Right.” A natural seductress. She’d sleep with man or woman, she had no preference. She was quite bold to fuck Tarik. A slave didn’t collect chi and had no reason to have sex with the demoness or her consort. Having sex with Tarik was a betrayal. “I’ll bring the horses soon.” He knew Natesa avoided Gwyllain as much as possible.
She inclined her head, then lowered her tone as if she feared someone would hear. “The Drones aren’t happy about the horses.”
“Why not? They’ll be kept in the lower chambers during the journey.”
She shook her head. “They believe fewer Drones will be able to return to Prygos because of those horses. Only so many living things can be transported at one time.”
Dante took a slow breath. Was she right? “If that’s true, aren’t there some Drone’s who’d like to stay behind on Earth?”
Natesa laughed bitterly. “The demoness would never allow that. Any Drone who cannot return will be reassimilated for energy.”
“The Drones have the ability to become mortal and stay on Earth if they wish,” Dante added.
“And give up the chance at immortality? Each Drone expects to be the chosen ones.” Natesa crossed her arms and pressed her full lips together. “Would you, Dante? Aren’t you tempted to be human again, love a woman in your old ways and give up your super-human immortal ways?”
“If I wasn’t sure I was going to be chosen, then maybe.” After all these years as a Drone, he wouldn’t know how to love a woman like a man. He only knew how to manipulate and draw off sexual energy. That didn’t make him superhuman, that made him a monster.
“Mortality or assimilation, either fate is a
“What powers?”
She straightened and jutted out her breasts, showing them off beneath a tight black tank. “Watch.” She took in a deep breath, let it out slowly, then closed her eyes. Her body blurred and reformed. Moments later she was a gray wolf.
She leapt over the railing and trotted across the yard toward the corral.
“No, not the horses.” Dante jumped over the railing and by the time he hit the ground, he was in his coyote form. He could run faster and was stronger. Leaping the fence, he was paces behind Natesa in her wolf form as she crouched in front on D.A. who reared up, stomping and screeching.
Dante, as the coyote, nipped her hind leg and the wolf snapped at him. The coyote clawed her snout and then she pounced. Lips curled back as teeth bared. The two rolled in the dirt of the corral outside the door. Teeth and claws dug into flesh and tore at fur. The horses ran to the far side of the corral while the two shapeshifters fought.
She outweighed him, but the coyote was quick. With a twist of his body he had her pinned down on her back. Dante shifted back to his human form while he held her down. “Shift back, goddammit, or I’ll rip your throat out. Immortal or not, you’ll feel the pain. And I’ll make sure you’ll suffer the agony of a mortal death at a later date.”
She shifted back to human. Her hair disheveled, cuts and scrapes covering her body, she winced and shoved at his chest. “Get off.”
“Go near my horses again and you’re dead.”
“I wouldn’t hurt your precious horses. I was joking around, Dante. Now let me up.”
Dante stood but watched her closely.
Natesa brushed herself off. “I had no desire to come here. I’d rather be on Anartia. But if this will help get us to Prygos, then fine.”
“Why did they change you now when we’re leaving so soon? We have plenty of Drones.”
“The demoness is allowing you a reprieve on your offerings to her while you prepare your horses. I’m to take your place.”
He gripped her arm, led her out of the corral and locked the gate. “Thanks. You didn’t have much time to train.”
She jerked her arm out of his grasp. “Valdon’s training me. And Zorian said I’m a natural.”
“Right.” A natural seductress. She’d sleep with man or woman, she had no preference. She was quite bold to fuck Tarik. A slave didn’t collect chi and had no reason to have sex with the demoness or her consort. Having sex with Tarik was a betrayal. “I’ll bring the horses soon.” He knew Natesa avoided Gwyllain as much as possible.
She inclined her head, then lowered her tone as if she feared someone would hear. “The Drones aren’t happy about the horses.”
“Why not? They’ll be kept in the lower chambers during the journey.”
She shook her head. “They believe fewer Drones will be able to return to Prygos because of those horses. Only so many living things can be transported at one time.”
Dante took a slow breath. Was she right? “If that’s true, aren’t there some Drone’s who’d like to stay behind on Earth?”
Natesa laughed bitterly. “The demoness would never allow that. Any Drone who cannot return will be reassimilated for energy.”
“The Drones have the ability to become mortal and stay on Earth if they wish,” Dante added.
“And give up the chance at immortality? Each Drone expects to be the chosen ones.” Natesa crossed her arms and pressed her full lips together. “Would you, Dante? Aren’t you tempted to be human again, love a woman in your old ways and give up your super-human immortal ways?”
“If I wasn’t sure I was going to be chosen, then maybe.” After all these years as a Drone, he wouldn’t know how to love a woman like a man. He only knew how to manipulate and draw off sexual energy. That didn’t make him superhuman, that made him a monster.
“Mortality or assimilation, either fate is a
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