King of Kings: A Paranormal Space Opera Adventure (Star Justice #11)

The whole place smelled like blood, death, and ash.

Then I realized I was naked, in my human form, and manacled to the wall.

“Welcooommmmeee, Adammmsss,” a voice hissed to my left, and I turned to see the SAVO woman who had haunted my dreams. She wore a skintight suit that looked to be made out of a shiny rubber or leather, and the front was zipped open to show the white skin around her cleavage. Her body was almost the exact same proportions as Eve, and her face looked similar. However, Eve’s cheeks were high and rounded while this woman’s were sharp and angular, and Eve’s lips were full and welcoming while this woman’s lips were thin and lacked any color. Perhaps she might have been beautiful, but the evil of her personality seemed to drip from every part of her.

“Where the fuck am I?” I growled as I pulled against the metal that was holding me up against the wall. It was just two metal loops screwed into the stone, but the woman had both my arms out to the side in a “T” shape, and I couldn’t get enough leverage to wiggle my wrists free.

“Withhh meeee,” the vampire hissed as she gestured to the walls. “Myyyy hooommmmeeee. Is thaattt hoowwww youuu sayy it?”

“Fuck you,” I growled, but the woman just laughed.

“Yourr language is tooooo simmmpleee,” she whispered. “I almost have itttt though. Your minddddd tellssss meeee howww to say what I wannnt.” The woman was sitting on the steps that traveled upward at the front of the black temple, and she stood when she finished speaking. There was a stone cylinder at the front of the room where all the tubes descended and joined, and the woman gave one look at it before turning to face me.

Then she grinned wide and slowly walked down the stairs toward me.

“You cannot stop ussss,” she hissed. “You will lose. Your women will die, and you will know of true agony.”

“If you really thought that, you wouldn’t try to attack me in my dreams.” I tried to yank my right arm against the metal shackle again, but it didn’t even budge.

“You have a use for me,” she said as she took the last step off the stairs. Her boots matched her outfit, but I saw that the toe had a metal blade on the front. “You will serve me.”

“Nope,” I growled as I yanked again at the bonds around my wrist. My bare feet were on the ground, so I was able to get a bit of leverage, but I couldn’t really turn my torso over and use my back with my movement. The experiments had made me stronger than most men, but my position only allowed me to use my bicep strength. It wasn’t enough to tear the manacles out of the wall.

And the SAVO bitch continued to walk toward me.

I tried to shift, but I couldn’t feel the beast inside of me. He didn’t feel caged, or trapped. It was as if he wasn’t inside of me anymore. I sensed no anger, no rage, and no growling intensity.

“Yoooou are alone, Adammm,” she hissed. “She gave you to me.”

“Who?” I asked as I forced my mind to focus on what she was saying instead of the terror swirling in my stomach.

“Your bitch,” the vampire-woman cackled. “She was your bait.”

“No,” I growled, and I felt some small flame of anger ignite in my stomach and push away at the fear that chilled my body. “Eve wouldn’t betray me.”

“Yessss,” she hissed as she finished her walk and came to stand in front of me. “She wanted to give you to us. Now, you will serve me, either in death or life.” The woman raised her hand to my cheek, and I tried to twist my face away so she couldn’t touch me.

Being bound to the cold stone wall meant that I couldn’t really move that much, so she just had to reach a bit more to touch the side of my face. Her touch was cold, almost frozen, and it took every gram of willpower I had not to scream when her fingers trailed down my jaw and then caressed my neck at my carotid artery.

“If you serve me, I can promise you whatever you wish,” she whispered urgently. “You can have your bitches, and the worlds you want to enslave. You can share in our power and drink of their terror. Think of how sweet their agony will be when you take up our flesh and feast from our table.”

“You keep trying to convince me to join,” I said, and I turned my head down and to my left so that I could meet her red gaze. “It’s just like I thought, you need me to come willingly. Why? It’s because you fear me, and if you fear me in my dreams, you fear me more in reality. So fuck off you ugly cunt and start counting the days before I come to chew your head off your shoulders.”

My words actually surprised me since I felt my legs shaking at her touch.

Then I realized I’d been kind of dumb. My legs weren’t even shackled, just my wrists, and I wondered if this arrogant bitch would be foolish enough to let me bring them into play against her.

“Grraawww, Adam.” The sound that escaped her mouth sounded like a cross between a laugh and a frog’s gurgle, and her thin lips turned up into a wicked smile. “I do not need your permission. I take everything unless I want to destroy it first.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her glowing red eyes focused on the artery on my neck, and her mouth opened wide like a snake.

Her fangs grew until they were six centimeters long, and her head moved toward me.

I held my breath and got ready to swing my legs up around her chest, but before I could make my move, a loud bass drum sounded in the stone room. It seemed to echo off all the stone walls, and the SAVO woman paused in mid-biting motion.

Then the drum sounded again, and the evil woman turned back to face the stone cylinder that sat on top of the raised dais at the front of the room. The third boom echoed through the inside of the black temple, and I saw a crack form across the entire length of the stone cylinder.

“Ohhh gaawww,” the SAVO grunted as she took a hesitant step back toward the stairs. She turned back to me quickly, and I could somehow read the confusion on her violent face.

Then the cylinder exploded in a spray of black stone and a shower of what seemed like endless red blood.

The blood rushed down the stairs of the dais like a waterfall, but there wasn’t enough of the crimson liquid to reach where the SAVO and I stood. Some stone fragments rained down on us, but it was more like dust particles than large chunks. Still, the woman covered her face with her hands, and I closed my eyes to keep from accidentally getting a shard through my retina.

As soon as the shower of dust stopped, I opened my eyes and looked up at where the cylinder once stood. The bottom quarter of it was still there, but it was cracked apart like an eggshell, and a single figure stood inside.

Even though she was covered in blood, I recognized Eve instantly.

THAT. IS. MY. HUSBAND.

Eve’s words slammed into my head like an impact hammer, and I saw the SAVO woman stagger as if she’d been punched in the gut. The evil bitch gnashed her teeth and hissed at my wife, but Eve was already leaping down the stairs with her own fangs exposed, and the SAVO’s eyebrows raised with surprise.

Then Eve slammed right into her, and the two women went down in a tumble of dark hair, blood, screeching, claws, and fangs.

I yanked on my arms again, but the manacles continued to hold me firmly in place, so I once again searched for the beast in my soul. He didn’t answer me, but I felt what seemed like a shadow of his presence.

“Ahhhhhhgggraaaa!” a woman screamed, and I turned my attention back to the battle as my heart leapt into my chest. For half an instant I couldn’t figure out who was who, since both of them had similar bodies, black hair, and blood covered both of them, but then I recognized Eve just as she yanked hard and tore the left arm off the SAVO woman.

I think we are in your dream, or my dream. She is less powerful here, but I do not think I can kill her! Can you shift?

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