All Chapters of The Last Woman After the Apocalypse: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alpha Emmerick>Lars and his whole damn people had buried themselves so deep it was like the earth had swallowed them whole.We had searched for days. My pack searched every stretch of forest, every ridge, and every border touching dragon land, but Lars had left us nothing useful to hunt. His scent ended where it should not have ended, and there was no heat, no trace of scales, no blood to lead us onward. The bastard had erased himself well.Riven snarled under my skin, his fury feeding the anger already in me. I did not care how well Lars hid. I would find him.He had taken my mate and put his hands on what was mine. I would make him pay one way or another.I rose from the long meal table and dragged a rough cloth across my mouth, wiping away the blood left from the meat I had just torn through. The taste coated my tongue, ordinary and necessary after days spent hunting a trail that refused to give me anything.I said nothing as I headed toward my chamber. Malrik, my Beta, and Bramwe

“Does this deal involve sex?” I asked as I stared up at him, still sitting on the cold stone where he had forced me down. “...and loss of freedom?”His answer was immediate. “It involves everything.”The words should have made me refuse. They should have made me fight, but my head was so scrambled that the answer left my mouth without giving me a chance to think it through.“Then we have a deal.”Apparently I couldn’t turn him down. He could read my every thought the second I tried to think of anything, and right now my head was too scrambled to plan around that. From now on I would have to move on pure instinct without trying to think about my next action. Survival was the only thing that mattered. He smiled, and his fangs lengthened until they gleamed under the low light. Fear shot straight through me, but I locked my body in place and refused to flinch.He brought his right wrist to his mouth and bit down hard. Blood welled from the bite, almost black under the strange glow. I tr

The naked man with the snake tongue walked away across the rubble, and I kept staring at his back while cold sank deeper into my bones. He never glanced over his shoulder, and I counted every step until distance blurred his body into the ruined street, only letting myself breathe properly after that.My breath shook on the way out. My whole body trembled from blood loss, pain, and the terror that forked tongue and those green eyes had left inside me.The pain in my legs roared back the instant the rush inside me weakened. Both legs lay split open, flesh torn apart, bone visible in places, blood seeping into the dust and broken concrete. I tried to shift them and got nothing except a blinding surge of agony that raced upward into my hips.My hands trembled as I pushed myself into a sitting position. Every muscle protested. I bent over my legs and tried to press the ruined flaps of skin back over the exposed bone, like holding the flesh in place might somehow cover some part of my expos

Lord Lars>I knew I was not alone before I opened my eyes because four unfamiliar scents crowded the air above me, neither dragon nor any beast I had known across the centuries of my life. They possessed no true animal within them, unlike the last bride who had shared my bed and my blood. There was no ancient fire in them, nothing I recognized as the mark of a higher being.The realization told me I was still in her world, and I opened my eyes.Four men crouched over me, their eyes glowing a dull, unnatural red. They sniffed my skin, my hair, the dried blood on my clothes, behaving like creatures trying to understand what had fallen among them. I said nothing as I regarded them. I had never encountered their kind, which meant either this realm bred things unknown to mine or these creatures possessed some means of hiding their true nature.They knew I was foreign to this realm. I could tell that much from the way they sniffed me.I drew breath into my lungs and unleashed a roar that sh

What face was I supposed to make after hearing something like that?I wasn’t sure my mind was working properly anymore because I kept going over his words, hoping that somehow between ripping off my skin, giving me a dick, and mating me afterward, something would begin to make sense. He spoke about my body like it was an inconvenient set of clothes that needed changing, and he was saying all of this with a straight face.How could one person sound this insane and not hear himself?Trying to measure his logic against anything human was getting me nowhere, so I inhaled through my nose and kept my face blank. Panicking would not help me, and getting angry at the wrong time could get me killed. I was naked, pregnant, surrounded by snakes and men I did not understand, which meant keeping this man talking was a much better option than letting him begin whatever he called a ritual.“Lie down. The ritual will begin,” he added.I stared at him while he waited a few feet away, looking perfectly