Page 58 of Alien Dragon's Bride

The blade slipped past her hand, barely out of her reach. Her fingertips grazed the tip but she couldn't get enough leverage to bring it closer.

Suddenly the demon stood beside her. It snatched the scalpel.

“No!” Megan cried out, despair choking her.

“Let's see how you like this.” The demon sliced the knife down her cheek. “When the Tryn larva erupts from your body, I will cut off your ear and wear it as a trophy.”

With a growl, the demon tossed the scalpel away and with it Megan's hope of escape.

“Drink or I will tear out your tongue.” It shoved a foul-smelling liquid toward her mouth.

Megan clamped her mouth shut.

“Hard way it is, then.” The demon punched her just below her sternum.

A gasp whooshed out of her mouth and the demon dumped the medicine into her open mouth, choking her. When she tried to spit out the conception, the demon clamped its furry hand over her mouth and nose, gagging her.

She gulped down the fluid, coughing and gagging.

“There. First step is complete. I’ll return in a few hours for the implantation process.”

The demon left Megan strapped to the table. Her body convulsing and her heart breaking. She’d failed.

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