Page 80 of The Lycans: Vol Four

I probably should’ve kept the last part to myself. Pissing off my would-be helper wasn’t the smartest move. I might only be twenty-six years old and not have the decades or centuries of life experience of many in the Otherworld, but I was feisty and not about to go down without a fight.

Gods, could this male move any slower? It’s not like the damn place was falling down around us.

Of course I kept that to myself and pasted a smile on my face, one that I hoped was grateful and not forced and anxious as hell.

He was about five feet from me when his nostrils flared and his eyes bled to all black. He let out this deep rumbling growl before he said, “It’s been a long time since I had fresh meat.”

Oh shit.

I struggled against the chains, but it was useless. I braced and tensed, ready to kick this asshole right in his monstrously big—and very inhuman—dick if he got any closer to me.

He took a step forward, his hooves stepping over broken glass and crushing it even more until it was nothing but powder under him.

I heard the crack of a weapon going off a second before the creature roared and was flung to the side.

He gave a deafening roar before he turned. I could see a human pointing one of those weird-ass guns they carried at him, firing off another light-blinding shot before the Otherworld creature launched himself at the man.

Another shot was fired, this one landing right beside my head into the concrete.

“Holy fuck,” I breathed out and tried to make myself as small as possible.

There was another shot fired and cinder block rained down on me, but then my arms were loose. I looked up to see the wayward bullet had pierced the chain.

I heard more cracking and didn’t stop to worry about the hows or whys or what the hell was going on in the room with the human and Otherworld beast.

I just got the hell out of there with the sound of shit crashing behind me following my escape.

I was running down the hallway, having no freaking clue where I was going, dodging broken light fixtures, and pieces of concrete and plaster falling down all around me.

I jumped over debris, kept to the wall, and when I got to the fork in the corridor, I slowed and looked around the corner. To the left was a group of Otherworld creatures fighting a slew of human guards.

And to the right it was blessedly empty, so going that way was a no-brainer.

I was panting, breathing harder than I ever had before, feeling sweat and dirt cling to my skin. Being Fae meant I was fast and agile, and because I was a female of my kind, I was also lithe but weak, with a small body that I could get into tight places in order to stay alive.

For the past year I’d been sedated, tortured, and kept like a pet for those willing to pay exorbitant amounts of money to witness my pain.

I’d been stripped of any kind of strength I wielded, and given silver—the one thing that was like acid to my skin and made me wholly helpless.

In short, this whole thing sucked.

I rounded another corner, stumbling over large pieces of rock that scattered the floor, but when I heard shouting, I felt the hairs on my arms stand up.

Electricity licked across my skin, followed by the sound of shouting, gunshots firing, then an unholy roar.

The sight before me was horrendous—something that looked like it might’ve been plucked out of a graphic novel for a scene where the villains and superheroes were at war with each other.

I knew what that creature was. Knew what it was capable of.

A Leandrean.

The male stood in the center of the corridor, seven feet of gray skin, hard muscles, long white hair, pitch-black eyes, and a mouthful of serrated teeth.

Guards stood in a circle around him, their weapons going off but ricocheting off an invisible force field surrounding the male.

I’d heard stories about the Leandrean species, how they were part of the Katara of the Otherworld, an evil faction that preyed on anyone, anything weaker than them.

But there was one thing that set the Leandrean apart from all others. And that was that they were the keepers, the key holders of all the dimensions.

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