Emily’s Revenge (The Mamluks Saga Book 3) by Edward Lake

attack me. I stayed there for a long while and waited until the birds calmed and flew away.
    I stepped out of the tunnel and sneaked ahead, being extremely cautious. If this was to be my end, The Underworld would have to give me its very best to finish me.

Chapter 29: Emily
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    I made it back to the base. Azar was being held down by a group of soldiers. Still holding Samantha, I walked up to him. There were thousands of ships flying overhead, headed for the space pods, and hundreds of ground troops patrolling the area.
    I watched Azar for a moment, and he looked back at me with a hateful stare. I stepped closer. “The war is over, but our presence on Turkland will continue.” I glanced at Samantha and kissed her cheek, so thankful to have her safe in my arms. “To decrease the chance of any rebel resurgence, a unit of soldiers will remain on Turkland to monitor you and your kind. If they deem it necessary, they will search your huts, interrogate anyone they see fit, and kill those who disobey orders.” I looked back at Azar. “Do you understand?”
    He growled and grit his fangs. “Yes, Master.”
    I smiled. “Very good.”
    A group of soldiers came marching forward, pushing along a small group of young Turks. One of the soldiers stepped away from the crowd and walked up to me to explain.
    “On our way back, we found these stragglers, My Ruler.”
    “Father!” a young Turk in the group yelled. The little creature ran to Azar and bent down over him, like it was trying to protect him from us. “Leave my father alone!”
    Another little Turk ran from the group and went to Azar. “Father, they killed Mother.”
    Azar growled mightily and tried to rise, but the soldiers shoved him back down. The two little Turks attacked the soldiers, and one of them got shot with a laser.
    Azar jumped up and let out a deafening roar, breaking free from the soldiers who were holding him. He quickly pushed his other child away. “Run, Theron!”
    The young Turk dashed into the forest before the soldiers could shoot. The soldiers chased after him with rapid-fire, but I quickly called them off.
    “Let him go. There’s nowhere to run or hide.” I looked back to Azar with a grave stare. “Still, you will pay for that.”
    There were a few Turk onlookers gathered by the trees, looking down at their supposed King with frowns. They were holding daggers and spears, too. I ordered the soldiers to take the weapons from the spectators and use them to kill Azar. A few Turks resisted, and the soldiers immediately blasted them.
    The soldiers holding Azar pinned him down even harder, shoving his face into the mud. The soldiers with the spears and daggers laughed as they approached, and their reaction made me smile.
    “Slaughter him.”
    Together, they bent down and stabbed Azar’s back. With his face still in the mud, I heard him release a muffled roar. Again and again, the soldiers lunged the sharp ends into Azar’s thick coat. Blood gushed from his wounds and made a small stream in the mud, and the rain made it go further.
    Azar’s body went limp, and I heard him wheeze out his last breath. It was an unfortunate death. I wanted him to suffer for not being honest with me from the start. Still, at that moment, I knew he had to be killed. It was a resounding symbol of our superiority.
    All around, the Turks growled sadly. The soldiers pulled back the spears and daggers and threw them to the ground. I walked up to Azar and stepped on his chest, showing my sheer dominance.
    Through the heavy rain, I scanned the miserable Turks with seething eyes. “If I can do this to your leader—imagine what I could do to you.” I stepped down on his dead body harder. “Go back to your huts, Turks, and never speak of this war again, or the slaughter of your fallen leader. My soldiers will be watching—and listening. If anyone disobeys my commands, you, and all that you love will be destroyed.”
    The Turks turned around at once and