Chapter 7, Chastity Shoemaker:
His meal wolfed down like a ravenous animal, Chastity’s half-brother proceeded to slap his knife and two-pronged fork onto the table and shouted at the top of his lungs. “Get this damned strapping off me!” Chastity would have never considered Meyers one of the more patient men she’d met, but after the battle died down, he nearly went into a rage, and he had time to consider his options.
Chastity stepped up behind him and tried her best to calm him down. “Don’t you think it would be better to heal more before…” She wasn’t sure what argument… what words might calm the storm that had erupted in his mind.
“Before what? Before I am eaten alive by those damned screaming bugs? You have seen one of them, I watched as they wiped out… as they took out a small army.
