by Meg Xuemei X
“Then this pathetic creature will get a good smack, to say the least,” said Baron. “No one who offends the Summer King will go unpunished.”
I was raised in the South most of my life, even though my family constantly moved around. In the South, manners still mattered. Though I’d changed and swore more than I should, I still appreciated good manners in my core.
And how did I handle rude people?
I whipped the bathroom refresher up toward Baron’s eyes, faster than anything, and squeezed the handle. The chemical shot into his beautiful, predatory eyes. He shouted in shock, and I adjusted my aim toward his curvy lips.
He needed to wash his mouth.
While he was distracted and hurt by the content from the refresher, I stepped closer and rammed my knee into his groin.
He had a sizeable erection. Too bad for him.
He roared in pain and rage as he staggered back, one hand rubbing his eyes frantically, the other hand cupping the front of his pants. The next, he sneezed so hard I almost felt sorry for him.
“What the bloody hell!” he said, spitting out the chemical that had gotten into his mouth.
“Don’t complain, dude,” I said. “I hate people bitching for no good reason.”
“Bitch!” he uttered.
“That’s not nice,” I said as I swung my leg—faster than committing a sin and not giving him a reaction time—and kicked the side of his face. Really hard.
It’s a shame. I thought ruefully. He’s so damn good-looking.
However, the kick didn’t dent his face like I wanted. Instead, it was like booting a boulder, which was a shocker to me, but then I was barefoot. I regretted greatly not wearing my army boots.
But when I studied the dirt I left on his cheek, a small satisfaction swelled in my chest.
While I had disabled one dude, the other watched from the sideline. To prevent retaliation from the other “king,” I popped open my umbrella and aimed it at him like a shield.
Rowan opened his mouth in shock, which lasted less than a second. Then he threw his silver head back and roared to laughter. I almost laughed with him because his laugh was just that infectious and sensual.
Damn these two Fae, or vampires, or whatever they were. They could influence people like that. Lucky for me, I might be among the few who could resist their X-men power.
Rowan raised his elegant hands in the air in a gesture of surrender, still laughing his ass off. “I won’t hurt you, girl. I have no quarrel with you.”
“You’re wise for your age,” I said. “But to prove you’re truthful, you’ll stay where you are. And stop laughing.”
“I obey. I stand still,” he said. He stopped laughing, but amusement still danced in his piercing gray-blue eyes.
“What did you use on me, woman?” Baron glared at me, redness rimming his amber eyes. “It’s the foulest thing ever!”
He seemed to recover fast, but since he called me woman instead of bitch this time, I decided to tell him the truth.
I beamed at him. “It’s a refresher. My little brother uses lots of it after he poops. I can sell it to you for twenty bucks, so you can use it too after you’re done with your business. You should try it. It’s a good brand.”
We got it from the dollar store.
He stared at me incredulously.
“Or better yet, you should use it to wash your mouth, Scarlet-shirt,” I added, my body staying tense and alert, ready for his revenge. I folded the umbrella, my hand tight on the handle, the sharp metal shaft pointing at him.
Rowan shook with laughter again, the ice in his demeanor melting. “This has turned out to be the best day ever. I haven’t laughed for a long time. Should I thank you for this entertainment, Scarlet-shirt?”
Baron’s handsome face distorted with rage.
“How dare you, peasant girl!” he snarled, his fangs showing again. “Not even the Dawn Queen taunts me this way.”
He zoomed toward me, a murderous glint in his eyes. I dashed, too, trying to dodge behind him so I could stab him in the ass with the umbrella’s sharp point.
Then the peripheral of my sight caught Rowan joining the fray. The three of us zoomed and circled like racing cars on the expressway.
The dudes were superfast, which didn’t surprise me. I was only shocked by my speed. I hadn’t known I could do this and that I could move this damn fast. But then I’d never had a challenge before. I guess I just proved myself to be the girl who could rise to the occasion.
“Stop!” Rowan called. “This is going nowhere. Blame yourself, Baron. You misjudged and underestimated the girl.”
After a few rounds when no one could get the upper hand, Baron gave up, ceasing his chase. As soon as he returned to where he had stood and remained motionless, I stopped, too, and shrugged.
Rowan positioned himself between Baron and me.
“You won’t touch that girl, Summer King,” Rowan announced. “I now declare she’s under my protection. Harm her and you’ll go to war with me, brother.”
My mouth dropped open. They were brothers? No wonder they argued incessantly.
“Only because she insulted me,” Baron said sullenly. “Half-brother.”
“She has spark,” Rowan said. “I don’t see that often.”
“She isn’t what she appeared to be,” Baron said accusingly, switching to the Fae tongue, and glaring at me with his bloodshot eyes. “No humans can do what she just did. Not even a High Fae can resist me. Whoever glamoured her used a very powerful spell or charm that even we didn’t see through it. I’ll find out who she is. If she’s the dark one, I’ll have every right to eliminate her.” He sneered at Rowan. “That’s the agreement all four courts signed, and I don’t think you’ll go to war with three courts for a girl.”
My throat tightened with cold fear and fury. I had defied and humiliated him, and in return that asshole could falsely accuse me, then try to kill me again.
I had made an enemy of a monster.
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Meg Xuemei X is a USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author of paranormal and fantasy romance. She finds it delightful to be around drop-dead gorgeous alpha males who are forever tormented by her feisty heroines, unseelie fae, dark vampires, menacing demigods, demon A-holes and fallen angels, fun shifters, and cunning witches.
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