The Scorpion's Mate (Iriduan Test Subjects #1)

by Susan Trombley

For now, I had more important things on my mind than killing. This female seemed to expect some response from me, but I wasn’t certain what it should be. Distress from soft meats was something I’d encountered more times than I could count, but since I was usually the one causing it, I’d never bothered with trying to make it go away.

“I understand your words. It’s just that you speak of us like we’re all nothing but food. It’s a little unnerving.” “I don’t consider you food.” He rubbed his face plates against the top of my head. “You smell delicious, but this hunger isn’t to consume.”