A demon dragon reached out and she flicked it with her tail hard enough to send it scurrying back into the horde.
“Don’t you Azy me. I am tired, I am thirsty, I am god-damned bleeding, and I have had just about enough of everybody’s shit.”
Nope. She definitely didn’t see.
Another demon dragon hissed and moved closer.
“Bring it, mother fuckers. I will bitch slap you into next week with my tail if I have to.”
Jett nodded toward the demon dragons who were again advancing, but this time as a group. “I suggest you start doing exactly that, because we’ve dicked around long enough. Kur-Jara is coming.”
Shit on a shingle on shit brick house.
Chapter Eight
Chp 8 – Azynsa in Wonderland
Nothing like a little mad to get the ole adrenaline pumping. Azy was fucking pissed, so there was a huge surge running through her veins at the moment.
Cage, who was supposed to be her mate, thought he could come all up in here, try to rescue her and then sacrifice himself to save her. Uh…how about no.
Hells to the no.
A lot of her strength had returned. Would have been nice if any of the other Mami Wata had given her the heads up that her mermaid form helped her heal faster. Maybe they didn’t know. Not like anyone else she knew was half-human.
Sure, they used their human like form when they mated, but that never made them weaker. She guessed it didn’t make them any more human than they were either.
Azy concentrated and visualized her own legs to shift back, but they simply wouldn’t come out to play. She was going to need them for strolling along down the…what’s that word again…stain of black demon dragon death.
She was still no little mermaid. She was a big, black, beautiful, bootyliscious Mami Wata who was going to kick some faces in.
As soon as she got her feet back.
Barring that, she needed a weapon and a partner in crime, not a sacrificial lamb. She yanked the mirror out of her belt. “Do that trick with your light again.”
Fallyn groaned, waking up. “Izzy says use the mirror, mermaid. The warrior has the sword. I told her to shut up.”
Use the mirror? That’s what she was trying to do.
Cage brought up the ball of light and held it up to the mirror. This time it didn’t reflect back. The mirror was black. Great time for a defective mermaid mirror.
“I was prepared to die for you,” he said.
Azy grabbed his chin and kissed him once, hard. “Yeah. Don’t do that. I’d have to kick your ass for even thinking about something so friggin stupid.”
“I’d rather fight for you, anyway. More fun.” He winked at her and threw that ball of light at the approaching demon dragons. They recoiled and hissed.
Jett rolled his eyes at them. “Do either of you two have a fucking plan here, or are we fighting with the power of love?”
Christ. Azy wasn’t in love with Cage. Yet. But, she sure as shit would like the chance to fall for him.
Fallyn kneed Jett in the chest and he almost dropped her. “Stop telling me what to do.”
“No one is talking to you.” Jett readjusted his hold on her. “I’m going to drop this crazeball on her ass in another second.”
Whoever the voice in Fallyn’s head was, she knew things the rest of them didn’t. “Fallyn, how does Izzy want me to use the mirror?”
“Duh. Go through it.”