Chapter Nine
Ana brought Rikbeek’s tiny body up close to her face and stared at him. ‘Disgusting,’ she spat. ‘Why do you keep this thing around?’
Eva didn’t reply. The sight of her poor Rikbeek shrieking and struggling in that woman’s unsympathetic grip enraged her. Without pausing to think, she grabbed the hand that held Rikbeek and yanked, twisting it around behind Ana’s back. She shoved it high, with almost enough force to break the bone. She was hoping for a scream, but Ana merely grunted.
‘Drop him,’ Eva snarled in her ear.
Ana’s head turned and she shot Eva a sideways look of hate.
Eva upped the pressure on her arm. A look of acute pain crossed Ana’s pale face and she gasped. Her fingers opened and Rikbeek shot into the air. The gwaystrel flew straight up, plastered himself to t
