she was still seeing stars, except she knew she was in the ice dwelling with the ceiling overhead. How odd. Her face ached, she tried to open and close her jaw.
“She was outside. It’s treason,” Dylan was shouting.
Honor’s eyes widened, she remembered what had happened. Dylan had punched her in the face with his furry gloved hand; he could have broken her bones otherwise.
“You fucking bastard,” Honor screamed.
Dylan spun around and strode to her. He raised his open hand; he no longer wore his huge white mittens. In Honor’s slumped position she had no choice, it was either curl into a small ball or…
“ Bitch !” Dylan howled when Honor kicked both feet out and connected with his groin area.
Dylan sank to the ground and Honor balled a fist and smashed it into Dylan’s nose. “I will not be bullied by a dickless idiot. You’re a coward. You sucker punched me—in the dark. A woman half your size.”
“Enough.” Talek yelled. He pulled Honor to her feet and held her around the waist.
“Treason is punishable by death,” Dylan yelled then groaned.
“Her father saved my life,” Talek bellowed in return.
“Then I will do it,” Dylan said and rose to his feet, both hands cupped between his thighs, and a trail of blood slid from his nose.
“And have her beat you up again?” Talek sneered.
“If she wants to be outside so badly then let her go and tell her not to come back,” Meg said.
“You’re all spineless,” Honor spat. “The entire lot of you. Afraid of a woman’s vagina.”
“You go too far,” Talek said in warning.
“Fuck off,” Honor said. “How are we supposed to stand this? Day in day out, no touching, no love, no anything. No loud laughter or talking because we might be heard. It’s a cold life with the bare minimum of fire allowed. Always afraid of vampires none of us have ever seen. How do you know they even exist? On some man’s say so? Have any of you got any proof? We have been hidden away so long. Have any of you old timers seen a vampire? How do you know this isn’t just based on a lone man’s insanity? A man’s inferiority complex and mission to control women and kill everyone? Mass genocide—we’ve all heard of it.”
Talek looked around. Honor could see the wondering on all of the faces. They had all thought the same thing—was she the only one with enough balls to speak her mind? Talk about irony. Talek turned her in his arms.
“The law is in place to keep you safe,” he said.
“Yeah, I’ve heard that a million times,” Honor said. “But I was outside. The only thing threatening me is my own people.”
“I promised your father I would keep you out of harm’s way.”
“By letting Dylan punch me? Threaten me?” She was incredulous. “Do you even understand how stupid that is? You killed your own daughter saying it was to protect her. Which is it, Talek? Kill the females or keep them alive and hidden? Your laws are twisted and warped.”
“She causes too much trouble.” Dylan’s voice was sharp.
“Oh gee, I am man, listen or else,” Honor said, her tone simpering. “You’re just a big dumb fuck.”
Dylan tried to grab at her but Honor was faster. Using Talek as leverage her foot came up in a side kick and smashed Dylan in the guts sending him flying. His ass connected hard on the ice floor. Honor heard Talek swear. Talek tossed her over his shoulder. He took, her kicking and screaming, into a storage passageway far from the main room, through the labyrinth of tunnels, and tossed her in a smaller ice cave.
“Maybe some time in there will cool your brain.”
Honor watched as the men helped Talek move a huge boulder of ice to cover the entry. As the room darkened Honor hugged herself. It would be a good way for Talek to kill her. If he ‘accidently’ left her in there for too long, she would freeze to death. Honor shoved at the door. It wouldn’t budge—it had taken four men to close it. She saw light coming in the bottom.