Page 174 of The Cruelest Undead

Yes.

Did she care?

No.

Truthfully, they didn’t know what they were bringing back, and she wanted to protect the men she loved.

Just in case.

This could, after all, be part of Fate’s plan.

“I can’t believe this,” Mambo said, shaking her head in exasperation.

Well, some things didn’t change.

Apparently.

“Yeah, it’s us. Surprise!” Flynn said, sarcastically. “Who else would be raising you from the dead?”

Mambo began pacing.

“What have you done?” she asked, looking around and running her hands down her body. “I died. I shouldn’t be here. I was at peace.”

Well, that answered the question of whether or not she was in a good place or bad. There was that, at least.

“I necromanced you back to living,” Jolie admitted. “We owed you one.”

Mambo stared at her in horror.

“NO! NO! NO!You know not what you’ve done, Cher!”

Oh, she was aware.

Only, what choice did they have?

“We need your help,” Flynn said, moving forward. The second he got closer, Mambo gasped as she felt what was living in him.

And she dropped to her knees.

Well, that surprised the hell out of him, and Flynn looked around.

And that’s how it should be. That’s what I’m talking about. She felt me and knows. Let me out. I want to enjoy this moment.

You’re ridiculous. Keep your ass in there.

Come on. Throw me a stone.

BONE. It’s ‘throw me a bone’, and you did that once when you tossed a literal freaking bone.

I’ll behave. I’ve been in here for a while. I need to shake out my wings, and she actually kneeled. When am I getting this again?

I kneel all the time before you,Jolie admitted.It’s called giving you head.

And I do appreciate that, Little One. Want to…?

Stop! I’ll let you out.

Flynn figured there was no harm. Mambo didn’t have a bag of annoyingly painful herbs to toss at him, so...

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