The Reluctant Amazon (Alliance of the Amazons) by Sandy James Read Free Book Online Page A

female revenant who’d lost her right arm,
Megan fired off two shots. One took off a fair-sized chunk of the zombie’s nose,
the other hit her right between the eyes. The damned bitch just kept coming.
    “Nay, Megan!” Artair shouted as he kicked a revenant in the
gut, knocking the creature to its knees before he lopped off its head. “Bullets
willnae stop them.”
    “ Now he tells me.” Megan dropped
the gun and winked at Rebecca.
    Megan’s confidence suddenly bubbled up inside Rebecca. She took
a reluctant step away from the pool table and looked around to see what she
could do to help. Shit, she’d never get used to the repulsive smell. She gulped
down the bile rising in the back of her throat.
    A revenant in a hideous brown suit hovered behind Sparks.
Rebecca gave him a good, solid kick in the ass to draw his attention. Sparks
whirled around, gave Rebecca a big smile and nodded at Megan. The three trapped
the zombie against a wall, moving together as they shared a common goal. Rebecca
blocked his retreat on one side. Sparks on the other. Megan used a sweep of her
leg to knock his feet from under him. Sparks hurried in and chopped off the
guy’s head like some lumberjack splitting a log, swinging her sword like an
ax.
    “Now we’re talkin’!” Sparks hurried toward where Artair battled
two of the zombies. A trail of sweet-smelling white smoke followed in her wake,
but it quickly dissipated, leaving the rotting stench that made Rebecca gag
again.
    Fear shot through her when Megan was backed against the bar by
a tall zombie, whose battered ear was hanging on by a small piece of skin. The
revenant held her by the shoulders and bent toward her neck, mouth wide open to
bite a chunk right out of her flesh. His sing-song moan grated like nails down a
chalkboard. Megan twisted, trying to get away, but the damned thing outweighed
her by a good fifty pounds.
    Rebecca screamed for help, but Artair and Sparks were busy
holding off their own revenants. A couple of the bikers tried to fight their way
to Megan, but they wouldn’t reach her in time. She tasted Megan’s fear.
    Searching desperately for a weapon, she grabbed the only thing
she could reach—a pool cue. She swung it like a baseball bat, hitting the
creature across his shoulder blades as the stick splintered into several pieces,
leaving her hands stinging. “Oh, shit.”
    The revenant snarled and turned from Megan. A hand shot out,
wrapping around Rebecca’s throat and lifting her off her feet despite her
thrashing. Digging her nails into his arm, she kicked, trying to squirm loose.
The zombie’s grip slowly closed off her air. Pieces of his skin tore away,
falling to the floor in chunks. She clawed at him until her fingernails raked
over bone, but she couldn’t loosen his hold.
    Megan jumped on the revenant’s back, wrapped her legs around
his waist and pounded his head with her fists. Her actions didn’t affect him,
either.
    Rebecca’s world was slowly going dark. What kind of Amazon am I? I’m gonna die on the first damn day!
    An angry roar rang in her ears, and she watched in horror as
the arm that held her was severed, the hand dropping from her throat and falling
to the floor. Collapsing in a heap next to the ghastly limb, she gulped air into
her burning lungs.
    Artair ripped Megan off the screaming zombie and then beheaded
it with one swing of his sword.
    The head rolled to rest next to Megan’s boot. She kicked it
like a soccer ball.
    Artair gave her a hearty slap on the back. “Ye catch on
quickly, lass.” He nodded to where Rebecca lay on the floor. “Best help your new
sister.”
    Megan pulled Rebecca to her feet. Snatching her gun from the
floor, Megan slid it back into the ankle holster. “This doesn’t appear to do
much good. I need to get my hands on a sword.” She glanced at Artair with an
appreciative stare that made Rebecca’s stomach knot. “A big sword.”
    “Duck!”
    Rebecca obeyed the order, wondering how she could hear