Page 125 of Vicious Princess
Just like that, I’m in.
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
“Touch me again, and I’ll fucking kill you,” I say through clenched teeth.
Roman only rolls his eyes at me and completely ignores my warning. He quickly removes the pin that secures my long hair at the back of my head and, using his fingers, fluffs it out.
I glare at him.
“You heard the big boss, horny fae with hard cocks bet more money,” Roman says. “Remove the damn cloak. And that tunic.”
I untie the laces of my cloak and shove it at Roman’s chest. “I don’t have anything under but a see-through tank.”
Roman’s eyes lit up. “Perfect! Get those nipples out!”
When my fist connects with his jaw, Roman groans, “Not the same side as before!”
I shake my hand while he adjusts his jaw. “It wasn’t even that hard. Don’t be a fucking wuss. But I promise the next one will hurt.”
Glaring at Roman, I strip out of my tunic, then shove it at him. “Happy?”
Roman smirks as his gaze glides over my frame. “It doesn’t getmegoing, but, oh, it will make a lot of fae happy today.”
I roll my eyes and collect my bow and quiver with arrows from him.
“Your scars make you look badass, by the way. Hot and dangerous.”
For a heartbeat, I freeze.
The desire to cover up is hard to overcome. But I breathe through it, and eventually it fades.
I meet Roman’s gaze, which has no malice. “Thank you.”
His only response is a playful wink. Then his attention shifts to the cage behind me, and a wide smile blooms on his face. “The spirits of the gods must be in our favor today. You’re the only female.”
I turn.
Three fae are already behind the fence, bows in their hands. A crowd of spectators is gathering by the fence. Three Caligos are busy collecting bets.
“Good luck, princess.”
When I enter the cage through the open gate, the bouncer closes it and locks it behind me.
There’s no way out now.
A murmur goes through the crowd, and all three of my competitors turn to face me. From the sneers on their lips, it’s clear they’re not my biggest fans.
I roll my shoulders and take my place in the line. Behind me, the crowd cheers. I hear murmurs and laughs, plenty of mocking words coming my way.
Yrathi.
Gadgi.That’s one I’m not familiar with, but I’m sure it can’t mean anything good.
Bastards whistle at me and send me air kisses.Fuck them.All I want is Daegel’s presence next to me, wrapping me in his strong arms.
I block all the noise and focus only on the task at hand.
Four fae stand with their backs against the wall farther away from us. Their hands behind their backs are tied with a rope that dangles from the ceiling. Any moment now, they’ll be lifted into the sky and turned into living targets.
