Queen of Rot and Pain (The Pale Court, #2)

by Liv Zander

“I would rather have you hate me for eternity than not have you at all.”

“You are so good, Ada. So honest and true, beautiful and kind. Annoyingly stubborn, driving me insane with her hardheadedness. I promised you a child, did I not?” “You did.” “And am I true to my promises?” “Yes.” “As I shall be true to this one.” His finger slid beneath the fur, drawing circles around my nipple. “You will have this child, Ada, and I shall hold the both of you in my arms very soon.”

Yarin chuckled. “Tsk, tsk, tsk… not even I am depraved enough to rut my own sister.” “If only because we do not have one,” Enosh clipped over his shoulder,

“Once we return home, I shall fashion you a throne beside mine… right after I have made a cradle. Decorate it as you please.” “Her head in my throne, and her legs, drumsticks for my child to play with.”

“Her breath for mine.” Leaning over, she brought the blade close to Eilam once more, then let the bone clank to the floor. “Or I swear I’ll not just be a speck on your memory, but a lesson on what those strange creatures called women are capable of once they have nothing left to lose.”

“We are all monsters in someone’s story, little one,” he said, then finally gave his nod of approval, “except in our own.”