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I reined in the beast with effort so I wouldn’t drag down that female, push her to the ground, and mount her from behind, right there.

I prided myself in not being a savage demigod, but without a mirror, I knew my eyes glowed molten gold with a crimson ring around the pupils.

My power increased, unleashing at the girl’s challenge. Violent wind charged from me, wheeling and slamming into everything in its path.

The buildings within the scope of my power rumbled, glass shattering.

The wolves, hybrids, and humans whimpered as they were thrown backwards, including the young witch and the shifter who knelt behind the human girl.

She swayed before steadying herself.

Kneel, I commanded her.

Her lavender hair spread wildly, whipped by the electrifying power in the air. Beads of sweat dotted on her cute little nose. Fear and rage spoke volumes in her eyes as she endeavored to resist my power.

Her legs buckled, revealing her human weakness, and I waited for her to drop to her knees to pay me respect, like everyone else.

My faint smile wilted from the corners of my lips when she straightened her back and straightened her legs.

No human or supernatural could withstand my compulsion, except for the primordial Olympian gods and Lucifer. Even my demigod peers had to put on their armor and shield themselves against me with their power.

But this mere human girl stood her ground.

As if that wasn’t infuriating enough, she flipped me the bird.

It was the first time anyone had ever given me that. She didn’t know she was courting violence, then death.

My soldiers’ gasps were audible, even over the gang’s and her companions’. Hushed quietness resumed at my snarl.

Everyone waited for me to strike down the insolent human girl.

The minx smirked, the brightest, most gorgeous thing on Earth, and every predatory cell within me swirled alive.

A thrill coursed through my veins.

My cock grew hard, jerking forward and rasping painfully against the fabric of my pants.

I clenched my teeth, willing myself to keep control and stay put, no matter how badly I wanted to claim this female now, over and over.

Fortunately, instead of tight armor, I wore a leather trench coat, which covered my erection.

My gaze roved over her sinfully enticing body before peering into her eyes to search for her secrets—how could a human oppose me?

What was she?

I stalked toward the deadly, beautiful creature, hands in my pockets as if I were strolling in the park. Despite my casual manner, another wave of whimpers from the soldiers and gang members indicated the effects of my rippling power.

The girl tensed at my approach, the knuckles of one hand white on her spear and her other hand ready to, I assume, pull out a gun from her leather jacket to turn on me.

I held her blazing gaze, daring her to try.

Her fear blended with hate and fascination, wheeling in her fiery jade eyes as she kept glaring at me.

The minx wasn’t entirely immune to me and my power, after all.

I held back an amused chortle. It was rare anyone could still amuse me, even though I was the youngest demigod walking Earth.

And I had never been so aroused.


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