Chapter 10 Zanthar: Freya
A fang pierced through the floor, narrowly missing Freya. She jumped back, dodging the spiked appendage of the creature. If she could climb up the side of the beast, the alien would make an easier target. Besides, the announcer never said she had to kill the beast as he'd called it. Between the fangs and the spikes, there wasn't much room to scale the beast.
Hungry. The word slid into her thoughts, but the voice felt foreign. Primal. Food.
Freya stumbled as she heard more thoughts, but how? She didn't need to look through the audience, they were all male aliens. No, this was something different. Nothing like she'd ever experienced before.
Kill. Her gaze locked with the glittering yellow eyes of the creature. Eat.
No. No way she was reading the mind of the cre
