‘Later.’ I told my body. I had promised myself that I would not make love to her again until after I proposed. I wrapped my arms around her and sm...led. ‘How about a candlelight dinner and then coming home and who knows what?’ She seemed to ponder that for a minute. ‘Hmm…Sounds great. What’s the occasion?’ I looked at her with a smile. ‘You honestly don’t know what today is, do you?’ She looked at me with confusion in her eyes but the smile still on her lips. ‘Should I?’ I tightened my arms. He was spraying his piss all over her face and into her mouth."Oh yeah slut! Drink my piss. Does it taste better than last time?" The man yelled at her, half groaning.My mother shook her head. As she shook her head, I saw piss go into her right eye, they eye closest to me."God what a fucking whore" his pissing came to a stop"Oh please give me more. Please, spray me with more of your golden liquid!" Calm down you filthy slut," as he said this he slapping my mothers face with his big, meaty,. They had done it. Against all odds, they had prevailed. They had shown the would-be invaders that their people would not be cowed, they would not be made slaves.Milena’s heart stopped in the next moment. The adrenaline coursing through her veins had let her shrug off the sickening gore, the horrid violence, and the chaos of the battle. It could not, however, stop her from freezing in place when the arrowhead erupted through her husband’s throat.She was looking into his eyes, joy and disbelief. “I can’t b-b-believe it. The hunters are gone?”“Yes, except for, as I warned you, perhaps a dozen that remain in the city, leaderless. Though tomorrow night, you, I, Daniel, and Jack will talk with Harcourt.” She frowned at the mention of the hunter’s name, the one she’d mentioned in her text. “These hunters must come to my tower, and only after I have personally inspected them, will I allow them to leave. I expect that there will yet be more deaths, hunter deaths, before this problem is.