She was enormous. Easily well over eight feet tall. And with a body like a mountain of stone.
Her skin was a smooth, glistening obsidian. Darker than even Malachi's used to be and infinitely more
Every part of her seemed like a weapon. From the wicked horns curling out of her black hair, to the long talons on the edge of her fingertips.
Malachi thought that even if he and all his wives fought together, there was no way they could take this person.
Only Abaddon had ever made Malachi feel this way before. He didn't think this woman was the black dragon's equal, but the gap between them may not have been as small as one would think.
Her smile was bewitching and frightening. Every one of her teeth was gleaming white and pointed like blades.
And the way her bright orange eyes bored into him and Joanne was like that of a predator circling vulnerable prey.
Malachi hated that look.
""GRANNY K!!""
