Queen of Ruin- The Broken Immortals Book Three
“Like shooting fish in a barrel.”
Her fingers slid across their backs, one by one, as Tessa strolled along the side of the table. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, let him go. Eeny, meeny, miny…”
When she came to Isoke, Tessa lifted her finger then snapped it down at her as her throaty, Southern drawl returned. “Moe.”
Nodding back to her seat, Tessa came back to her senses. She wanted to make it clear to her family who was in charge tonight. “Sit your ass down. I don’t want you to miss a thing, Granny.”