Demon Disgrace (The Resurrection Chronicles #8) - M.J. Haag Page 0,76

the best ones.” She lifted her bow slightly. “You ready to learn how to use this?”

I’d never been readier.

My arm was screaming in protest as I drew back for what felt like the hundredth time. Brenna had the patience of a saint and the eye of a hawk as she worked with me. If my elbow wasn’t just right, I had to draw all over again. If I had a nose hair out of place when I took aim and exhaled, I had to start all over again. Fine, she wasn’t that detailed but close.

“Focus, aim, exhale, release.”

She made it sound so easy. It wasn’t. I hadn’t managed to hit the broad side of the melted penis pinnacle yet, and the sun was almost overhead.

Regardless, I did as she instructed and tried again. The twang of the release was almost cathartic, and I could see why she enjoyed archery. Maybe after a million hours of practice and a few bullseyes, I could too.

I watched the bolt fly toward the plastic and embed itself in one unmelted dick tip.

I squealed and spun around, a smile on my face.

“Did you see that?”

“About time,” Angel said with a laugh. She’d managed to hit the target two attempts ago, her arrow bouncing off what looked like a left testicle. She’d howled with laughter for a good two minutes.

“Talk about an epic first hit,” Brenna said, congratulating me. “I think you two are ready for bows of your own.”

“We already have them,” Angel said.

“We do?” I asked.

“Yep. Merdon and Thallirin started on them a while ago.” She patted her belly. “I traded a fetal kick for a bow. Very lucrative currency in case either of you are interested.”

“That’s a big no, for me,” Brenna said.

“You guys don’t know what you’re missing. Watch.” She grinned then bellowed, “Shax, I’m hungry for some chips. Dill pickle, please.”

Angel told Brenna to start counting. She’d just made it to forty-two when I spotted Shax sprinting toward us.

He stopped before Angel and handed her a bag of dill pickle potato chips.

“I couldn’t find them. They were under the bed.”

“Were they?” Angel asked with a teasing smile as she popped a chip into her mouth.

“Did you hide them?” he asked.

“I’ll make it up to you later, babe. Promise.”

His hands went to her belly, smoothing over it in a way that made me blush. When I averted my gaze, I found Merdon watching me from not far away. Thallirin, who’d been standing with him, broke away to go to Brenna. She lifted her lips for a kiss that made me want to fan myself.

There was way too much fey love going on around here.

My gaze shifted to Merdon again. As if my look had been some kind of signal, he started stalking toward me. I panicked.

“I’m gay. Only vagina will make me happy in the sack. No dick for me. Sorry. Looks like you’re going to need to find someone else.”

He stopped in front of me and crossed his arms.

“Prove it. Kiss Brenna.”

“Hey, whoa,” Brenna said, lowering her bow. “Don’t bring me into this. I just figured out that I don’t hate dick. A girl kiss might confuse me.”

Thallirin protectively wrapped his arms around her while giving me a death glare.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m not the one who suggested kissing your woman. Merdon did. Might I suggest a swift punch to his ball sack in retribution?” I asked sweetly.

Angel buried her face in Shax’s chest and was shaking so hard with laughter I was sure her water would break.

“You don’t like females, Hannah,” Merdon said.

“How do you know?”

“I can hear your lies with the beat of your heart.” He reached out and tapped my chest. “It tells the truth.”

“Yeah, well, maybe I want to try liking females.”

He grunted, and I knew he wasn’t buying it.

“Are you ready to go home?”

“Alone? Yes. With you? No. What does my heart say about that?”

He gave me a slow smile that made my insides go hot and cold.

“This has been fun,” Angel said, “But I think I’m heading home for a nap.”

I glanced at her as she looked up at Shax affectionately.

“What do you say, handsome? Feel like giving me a lift?”

Shax scooped her up into his arms and kissed her thoroughly. I had to glance away.

“Same time tomorrow,” she called with a wave as he carried her away.

“I think we’re going to get going too,” Brenna said. “You all right on your own?”

It took everything I had not to look at Merdon.

“Yeah,

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