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me no matter what the circumstance.”
Carrig gives him a serious look. “She cannot want for anything if she is broken, bleeding and abused.”
Baird does not think—he runs.
Siana might not want anything to do with him.
He has been callous, dismissive, assuming.
Baird is the fool.
A fool in love.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Siana
Siana looks between her captors, Edward and Titus. An interesting development.
Perhaps their anger could result in a fight to the death and the Faction would then be manageable.
However, they would not easily let her go.
Not now that her blood had been the tell of her lineage.
“Why in the name of all that is unholy would a Druid queen be wandering about with only one vampire?” Edward asks.
Kael.
Siana closes her eyes against the grief that assails her for yet another wasted life.
Titus stands, bringing her with him. “I cannot share her.”
Edward's pale Reaper eyes narrow on Titus. “She is a Druid queen. We do not squabble over a found treasure.”
The other three Faction circle around the two who fight about her.
Siana knows her worth and cuddles against Titus.
Survive.
“Please, do not let them have me.”
Her words get the expected reaction. Titus hisses at Edward, sweeping Siana behind him.
“Titus,” Edward says casually, throwing out his hands. “Do not do this.”
However, her body is slick with seed and blood, and she slips out of his hands, falling behind him.
Two Faction land on her.
She smells their lust before they lay hands upon her.
The blood of the Exotic Faction is rich, feeding the smallest of the starving cells within her.
Talons tear through her fingertips and impale both Faction as they bite an inch from her face.
Siana is too busy fighting for her life while she lies naked and vulnerable to see what transpires between Titus and Edward, but she hears their fight.
Without the help of her hands—which are buried within the two Faction assailants—she has only her legs.
She swoops them up, nailing both males, jerking her talons out of their bodies at the same time.
Siana rolls forward into a somersault.
Stabbing one set of talons into the ground, Siana launches toward Edward.
He is engaged with Titus, beating him in the kidneys, but he stops when Siana takes out the back of his leg.
Blood arcs, splattering her face while she is at his knee level.
Siana licks her lips, turning to slice the two Faction who approach. She takes the nose off the first, and he staggers, taking large gasping inhales through his mouth.
She plunges her other fingertip topped with a talon into the underside of the second's jaw. Jerking it out, she shoves him to the ground and turns as Edward limps forward.
He grabs a handful of her hair that comes undone from its binding.
Siana screams, flying backward, her scalp on fire.
Her eyes round as Titus approaches with ten talons outstretched.
She closes her eyes, her hair fisted in Edward's grip and blood all over her naked body.
Titus will kill her.
Siana has gravely injured their leader and put two Faction out of commission.
She would kill her in Titusʼs position.
Siana jerks at the impact.
The ten talons sink into the male behind her.
Her eyes spring open. Titusʼs face is an inch from her own.
Eyes which appear to bleed latch onto her gaze.
The grip of her hair loosens and she falls forward.
Without a word, Titus takes her against him and they fall to the ground together.
*
Titus
He does not ask permission but widens the legs of the breeder, seating the head of his cock at her entrance.
Hard again, he pushes inside her.
Sheathed fully, Titus shudders. Mouth slack and arms screaming with tension, he moves his hips, and she meets his charge.
The queen is exquisite, blood-slicked, seed-coated, and every bit the Druid.
Titus has never lain with a female like this one.
His hidden blood rose to the surface when she fed, and he was lost.
He opens his eyes, closing hands now free of talons
Carrig gives him a serious look. “She cannot want for anything if she is broken, bleeding and abused.”
Baird does not think—he runs.
Siana might not want anything to do with him.
He has been callous, dismissive, assuming.
Baird is the fool.
A fool in love.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Siana
Siana looks between her captors, Edward and Titus. An interesting development.
Perhaps their anger could result in a fight to the death and the Faction would then be manageable.
However, they would not easily let her go.
Not now that her blood had been the tell of her lineage.
“Why in the name of all that is unholy would a Druid queen be wandering about with only one vampire?” Edward asks.
Kael.
Siana closes her eyes against the grief that assails her for yet another wasted life.
Titus stands, bringing her with him. “I cannot share her.”
Edward's pale Reaper eyes narrow on Titus. “She is a Druid queen. We do not squabble over a found treasure.”
The other three Faction circle around the two who fight about her.
Siana knows her worth and cuddles against Titus.
Survive.
“Please, do not let them have me.”
Her words get the expected reaction. Titus hisses at Edward, sweeping Siana behind him.
“Titus,” Edward says casually, throwing out his hands. “Do not do this.”
However, her body is slick with seed and blood, and she slips out of his hands, falling behind him.
Two Faction land on her.
She smells their lust before they lay hands upon her.
The blood of the Exotic Faction is rich, feeding the smallest of the starving cells within her.
Talons tear through her fingertips and impale both Faction as they bite an inch from her face.
Siana is too busy fighting for her life while she lies naked and vulnerable to see what transpires between Titus and Edward, but she hears their fight.
Without the help of her hands—which are buried within the two Faction assailants—she has only her legs.
She swoops them up, nailing both males, jerking her talons out of their bodies at the same time.
Siana rolls forward into a somersault.
Stabbing one set of talons into the ground, Siana launches toward Edward.
He is engaged with Titus, beating him in the kidneys, but he stops when Siana takes out the back of his leg.
Blood arcs, splattering her face while she is at his knee level.
Siana licks her lips, turning to slice the two Faction who approach. She takes the nose off the first, and he staggers, taking large gasping inhales through his mouth.
She plunges her other fingertip topped with a talon into the underside of the second's jaw. Jerking it out, she shoves him to the ground and turns as Edward limps forward.
He grabs a handful of her hair that comes undone from its binding.
Siana screams, flying backward, her scalp on fire.
Her eyes round as Titus approaches with ten talons outstretched.
She closes her eyes, her hair fisted in Edward's grip and blood all over her naked body.
Titus will kill her.
Siana has gravely injured their leader and put two Faction out of commission.
She would kill her in Titusʼs position.
Siana jerks at the impact.
The ten talons sink into the male behind her.
Her eyes spring open. Titusʼs face is an inch from her own.
Eyes which appear to bleed latch onto her gaze.
The grip of her hair loosens and she falls forward.
Without a word, Titus takes her against him and they fall to the ground together.
*
Titus
He does not ask permission but widens the legs of the breeder, seating the head of his cock at her entrance.
Hard again, he pushes inside her.
Sheathed fully, Titus shudders. Mouth slack and arms screaming with tension, he moves his hips, and she meets his charge.
The queen is exquisite, blood-slicked, seed-coated, and every bit the Druid.
Titus has never lain with a female like this one.
His hidden blood rose to the surface when she fed, and he was lost.
He opens his eyes, closing hands now free of talons
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