Literature
A Different Kind of Prey Ch 8
Queen, why are we fighting?
It froze me in my place and I had to look at what he was doing. Grid, if we don't fight it'd kill us.
It's a she.
Fine then, she'd kill us. I said. It was when his head drooped slightly that I realized that he would see my will to survive as harshness to him that I hadn't exhibited before.
She's a queen, too.
This only confirmed my earlier assumption that this one was different. Still I had to make Grid understand that this is something that needed to be done; something that help us get on with our own lives.
Choosing my words carefully, I turned to face him. If that's the case, then I have to fight her. In t