Ka'Cit's Haven (Riv’s Sanctuary #3)

The henchmen hadn’t felt so strong when they’d been carrying her earlier.

Maybe this was the Hulk of the clan that she hadn’t been introduced to till now. And what a moment to meet him.

Terror made her cry out as she tried to struggle from his grasp while the thought that she had nothing, no weapons, nothing, swam in her head.

As she strained against him, struggling to release herself, the only thing her hand landed on was one of her shoes.

Nia grasped the thing and spun in the alien’s hold, twisting enough that she was facing him.

They chose the wrong girl to mess with.

They really fucking did.

If they thought they were going to take her, use her, then sell her to the highest bidder, they had a big surprise coming.

Granted, they might actually achieve their goal. But she wasn’t going to go willingly.

She was going to fight.

Even if it meant using her fingers to claw their eyes out.

Gripping one end of her shoe, her wrist flicked with an accuracy that was passed down through generations.

The sound of the shoe making contact echoed in the room.

Nia didn’t stop. She didn’t wait.

Her wrist flicked again and her shoe landed in what she hoped was the henchman’s face.

But whatever she hit made a dull thud like she hit something solid…like metal.

The henchman made a strange sound but didn’t let her go. That didn’t deter her though.

It was her only weapon.

Her only chance.

She pummeled his face with her shoe as if she was slapping the devil out of him, even as she struggled to break free.

“Let—”

Slap.

“Me—”

Slap.

“Go—”

Slap.

“—you blasted fucking fiend!”

She was kicking, struggling like her life depended on it, but it seemed she was going nowhere.

He was too strong.

Strong and fucking unbothered.