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

skin. It didn't pool or drip; his severely dehydrated body drank it in like a sponge in a desert. For three terr

grinding against the metal loops bolted into the ground. He gasped. It was a horrific, wet, tearing sound, like a man pulling his head above water after drowning. His chest hea

stepping forward, his si

e absolute edge of survival. He thrashed wildly, his hands tearing at the heavy cuffs. The chaotic energy in the room

. "His nervous system is rebooting!

quatic male to the floor. Terra crawled closer, her knees scraping against the rough concrete. The nano-gel had stabilized h

epaired the chaotic energy inside males. Terra didn't fully understand the science yet, but she knew the rule.

rched upward. The violent thrashing stopped instantly. His muscles locked tight, trembling under Te

arre-like plunging her hands into a pool of cool, vibrating water. Without thinking, Terra's left hand slid downward, moving from his chest to the deep, blee

physical that it made Terra's own face flush hot. Terra snatched her hand back like she had been burned. In the beast world, the base of a male's ears, wings, or fins were intensel

rust. The dull blue of his tail scales was slowly beginning to catch the dim yellow light, regaining a faint iridescence. He looked at Terra's face,

touch me." He pulled away from Terra, dragging his heavy tail across the concrete unti

nged softly in

physical status stabilized. Af

m in here, as far as he was concerned. Before Terra could say anything, the heavy metal door

high-pitched, painfully swe

wore a pristine white dress that looked completely untouched by the slum's filth. Her blonde h

erra's wealth to elevate her own status. More importantly, Sylvie was the one who had manipulated Terra into kidnapping these males in the first place. She had cons

covering her mouth with both hands in a theatrical display of ho

rfectly calibrated outrage. "What are you doing to him

e floor next to Rhys, reaching out as if to cradle his face. "Rhys, I'm here," Sylvie cooed, her voice dripping wi

ff her forehead with the back of her hand, staring