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I felt stupid in my ridiculous outfit and uncombed hair, but there was nothing I could do about it. Ace mentioned that there would be drones back at the hive that I could drink from. It was strange to say, but I was getting thirsty again.

I also was feeling turned on. Maybe it was the lack of panties or the fact that Brendon was shirtless, and he had an eight pack that I desperately wanted to touch. It was a good thing he was such a jerk, or I think I would have pounced on him.

Desire had never been something I struggled with before. I was a virgin and didn’t have former experience to call from. But my core ached, and my nipples had beaded tight beneath my shirt. Something was happening again, something out of my control.

The deeper we went into the hive, the more I heard sounds of moaning coming from various closed doors. I felt hot and achy and completely uncertain of why I was feeling this way. I stumbled and fell against Brendon’s back. He stiffened before he caught me and set me up again.

But it was too late. My nose had taken in his scent, and my body had decided it didn’t care if he was a jerk or not. I lunged at him, my mouth savagely taking his in a kiss.

I heard Ace yell, “Holy Fuck! She’s going through the change!”

But I didn’t care. All I knew was that Brendon’s mouth tasted dark and sinful and I wanted more of it. My pussy was bare against his abs, and I know that he could feel how wet I was. I rubbed against his washboard stomach and wound my fingers in his hair.

He didn’t push me away, but he wasn’t exactly kissing me back either. It was like he was fighting his inner nature. I knew he wanted me. I couldn’t tell you how I knew, but he did. I pulled on his hair, demanding a response when I felt the prick of a needle in my arm.

Darkness overtook me again.

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WHEN I AWAKENED, Iwas strapped to a bed, my arms and legs spread to the corners. I screamed and thrashed against my chains. The metal seemed to burn my skin, and I hissed, trying to keep my hands away from it.

“This is the girl?” It was a woman’s voice. She stepped into the light, and I saw a dark-haired woman of unknown age. She was truly beautiful, unlike any person I had ever seen before.

I held her gaze, forgetting everything Brendon had warned me of.

“Who are you?” I asked defiantly.

A smile pricked at her lips, “Feisty.”

“Why am I here?” I demanded.

The woman’s smile fell, “That is a good question. My son seems to think there is a reason to keep you around.”

I thought of Ace and how kind he had been. Not like that jerk face, Brendon, who wanted to stake me.

“Where is Ace?”

“Ace?” the woman shook her head, “How should I know? Brendon!”

The man that I was quickly starting to hate stepped out of the shadows.

“If you think she is worth saving, you will have to be the one to tend to her. She is too dangerous for a drone.”

He gritted his teeth in a familiar pattern that set me on edge.

“This is your son?” I spat. “I should have known!”

The woman looked back at me, and in an instant, she smacked my cheek.

Tears gathered in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.

“You will need to learn some manners if you are to become one of us.”

I vowed then and there that I would escape this hell hole one way or another. The last thing I wanted was to become one of them.

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