Page 86 of Fate of Draga

“Yes,” Adelina whispered. “I will sign full power to you once my husbands are safe.”

Then Varan stood snarling. Two blades in his hand and Kaita had no idea where they came from. She turned to stop him, but froze at the sight before her.

Varan had one knife ready to throw and the other at his own throat.

Adelina sensed what he was about to do and her eyes flew open and met his for a brief moment, taking in the point of his blade pressed to his jugular. Varan tossed the other blade up, ready to throw…

He had made the queen a promise. Kaita knew he would keep it. Varan would take her life before ever letting that vile creature take her to his bed – to make her his slave.

And Kaita knew Varan enough that he would never live without her.

She had to move. Now. Whether it was a mistake or not—shehad to give Adelina time to make her move.

Kaita leapt to her feet.

Just as Adelina grabbed the king’s face, pulling him down gently as if she were going to kiss him.

Something in the Neprijat softened at the contact. His eyes became gentle as she turned her face to him.

Kaita stepped between Varan and the queen. Her shield went up just in time and Varan’s knife hit it with a spark and then Kaita spun, flicking her fingers. A blade of pure plasma sprouted from her wrist and she plunged it into her guard’s heart.

The spear fell and she caught it with her other hand before it hit the ground.

Varan snarled at her but she was too fast – too desperate.

Kill the king.

She threw the spear as hard as she could right at the king’s heart.

From whatever unholy powers he had, the king sensed the strike and caught it just before it pierced his chest.

But he was distracted.

Adelina activated her own bracelet – the pure plasma surging forward with her lunge and she plunged it deep into his stomach with a snarl that made the entire room ripple.

Roxy and Delphine were already moving, taking the guards with their bare hands while they stood stunned by the sight of their king with plasma in his stomach.

Varan threw the blade meant for his own life at another guard while the other females took care of the rest.

The only one who didn’t move was Nash. He just stared at Adelina – at the way she got into the king’s face. There was no trace of fear – no weakness.

“Release me,” the king ordered.

Kaita halted in her approach. Even she could feel the power in those words despite their tech to nullify the wavelengths.

But Adelina didn’t obey. Her claws sprang free and dug into his face so hard black blood ran down his neck. “Submission is not weakness,” she whispered into his ear like a lover.

Kaita was completely still as she watched the surprise spread across the king’s face.

“I am everything you cannot control,” Adelina snarled in his face. “I am love. I am hate. I am the wind carrying the screams of a million souls. You thought I was weak. But I am a wolf. The wolf is relentless in its hunt.”

The king started to laugh, more blood spilling from his lips. “You are perfection.”

“No, I am Queen.” And Adelina’s words rang through the throne room like a bell. “And you forgot I am the most important piece. Not the king.”

Kaita grinned, selecting the blade on her bracelet.

“Your people are now mine,” Adelina declared. The king spat on the floor, still chuckling as she stepped away, flicking the blood from her nails “I have taken the vengeance for my family, but I have promised your head to another.”

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