“Because monsters don’t settle, Tessa. They take their happy endings, even if they leave a blood trail in their wake,” Luka said. “And what about you, Luka Mors?” she sneered. “Where do you fall?” “Don’t you know?” he asked, leaning down and whispering in her ear. “Dragons eat the monsters.” Then he backed away from her, watching her struggle as her eyes flared and she pressed her thighs together.
