Beast World: They Hated Me, Then I Cooked Them Dinner

vered. The sheer physical presence of a Level 6 male dropping a partial bio-form transformation in a

warned. His voice sounded tight, leaking fear through the external spea

resting against the cracked concrete floor, a clear, lethal threat. "The law clearly states a female cannot be exile

of males were incredibly complex and heavily weighted in their favor. The Enforcers looked at each other. They were grunts, sent to do the dir

ccounts are zeroed. Her property is seized. You're living in the slum

boots echoing down the filthy hallway. The moment they were out of sight, Zev's scaled arm shifted

he adrenaline slowly leaving her s

The brief moment of protective energy vanished, replaced instan

acked, filthy mirror leaning against the far wall. She gasped. The original Terra Mason had completely ruined this body. Her hair was dyed a toxic, neon pink, slicked back with cheap gel

aste. Her stomach cramped, a dull, throbbing pain radiating through her abdomen. This body was severely malnourished. The original Terra had

ted in greasy white makeup. "I need to wash this off,"

ning water in this sector," Zev informed Terra. "The pipes were shut off when your father's company

heir desperate bargain-he had stopped the Enforcers. Now, he was waiting for her

eep her voice steady. "I can't walk through the

ou have my mark on you. The low-level thugs won'

ting right below her collarbone. It felt like a small, burning ember

e contract today,"

des. Terra saw the veins bulge in his forearms. "You promised," Ze

"And I will. But if I break it right now, I have zero protection. You just heard them.

the odds. If he killed Terra now, he die

ook this miracle food. You have three days to figure out your survival. After that, you sever

. "Follow me to the river," he tossed the words over his shoul

the nausea in her stomach, and followe