Page 57 of Alien Dragon's Bride

“Yes. Millions.” The demon opened a cabinet along the wall, pulling out vials.

No doubt these newly emerged demons would be sent to Earth to seek and destroy all Renjerians. And what then? Would they be satisfied with that or would they turn on humans next? “What about the babies…my babies?”

“They will be absorbed into the larva.”

Grief she’d never known before strangled her and she couldn’t take in deep enough breaths. “Your kind are nothing but monsters. What did the Renjerians ever do to you?”

The demon spun, its face hardening. “They prevented us from destroying your kind long ago. But fate has its irony in that through you, we will have our revenge. No one stands against us and lives.”

Talk about an ego problem. Okay. She’d dealt with people like this before. This was no different except this was a demonic alien that was out to destroy everyone. Easy. “Your people are much more advanced than the Renjerians. Spaceships and medical examination rooms?” She forced her voice to stop shaking as best she could. “And millions of offspring with a single birth? That’s amazing.”

The creature straightened as if preening but didn’t stop pulling the medicine from the cabinet.

“I-I’ve never been pregnant before.” She bit her lip. “Do you think it’s possible for me to see my babies? I mean before the millions of eggs get in the way? My mom always wanted grandchildren but she died—”

“I don’t care about your human parents or past or anything about you.” The demon snapped a bottle down on the silver tray.

“Sorry. You’re right. Do you have any family? Will the eggs be considered your children or do you even have that?”

“Whatever you’re trying, human, it won’t work.” The demon hummed an eerie tune as it faced away from Megan, mixing the vials into a larger one.

Slowly, Megan shifted side-to-side on the table to loosen the scalpel tucked in her jeans. All the while she moved, her gaze kept darting to the creature. Any moment now the monster would turn and see what Megan was up to. She had to distract it.

“How do you know this will work? What if your medicine kills me and my babies?”

Even though she was newly pregnant, these girls were hers and Levx’s and no way in hell was she going to give up without a fight.

“Then you die and we move onto the next human woman capable of bearing Renjerians.” Its voice was cold and unemotional.

The tip of the blade cut into her stomach but Megan kept squirming. A few more seconds and it would be on the table. Then she used her body to scoot it to her hand.

As the metal hit the table, Megan coughed as loud as she could, quickly covering the knife with her torso.

“What was that noise?” The demon spun and marched to her.

“Sorry, I had to—”

The demon raked its claws down her arm. Megan screamed. Felt like razor blades, sharp and stinging.

“Tell me what that metal sound was.”

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

This time the demon slashed her leg, ripping through her legs to the flesh beneath. But Megan gritted her teeth rather than scream.

“No matter, I will find it.” The demon wrenched her body to the side and reached for the scalpel. “There!”

Megan pushed her back down as hard as she could, pinning the blade and the demon’s hand.

“Move!” It tugged against her. When she didn't budge, the demon leaned over to yank the scalpel-free.

No! Megan lifted her head and bit the demon’s ear. Foul blood gushed into her mouth. The demon bellowed, stumbling backward.

Megan spat out the blood. Her throat convulsing on the taste like gasoline. Despite her gagging, she bumped the scalpel as quick as possible toward her hand. Her heart hammered in her chest.

She could do this. She had to do this.

The demon howled, rushing to the cabinet and grabbing what looked like a type of gauze. “I will kill you for that!”

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