DominionChapter 17 Humanity United
Jean walked around the penthouse, afraid to touch anything. Everything here was so clean and expensive looking, it made her painfully aware of how filthy she was. “Care for a drink?” Reina asked, moving past her to the bar, but Jean’s eyes were drawn to a wire bowl in the kitchen, and the red orbs within. “You have apples?!” she exclaimed. Reina laughed at her reaction. “Go on, help yourself.” Jean rushed over and sank her teeth into rosy flesh like a mountain lion crunching on a rat. The...