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Gwen, Surface of The Colony Moon, on board the Hive ship
“What?”
“You heard me,” he replied.
“You’re going to spank me? What for?” The guy was insane if he thought he was going to get his hands on me—at least that way. I was all for the f*****g part.
“For putting yourself in danger. For not listening to a single thing I said. For taking on nine Hive all by yourself.”
The way he said the word nine had me taking a step back. His face was red, tendons in his neck becoming extended. His fangs were hanging low, just over the edge of his bottom lip. Yeah, he was pissed.
“But I didn’t want you to get hurt. It’s not like you could listen to them, to know their thoughts. To kill them.”
He took a step closer. “You think me weak, mate?”
I shook my head, swallowed. The intensity on his fac
