Free Daughter of Kaos (The Daughter Trilogy Book 3) by C.M. Owens Page A

by the martial arts mixed with break dancing moves.
    Deacon flips over Ther as he slides again, and everyone goes wild over the unexpected floorshow.
    Girls are now panting out their desires as they gape at the immortal gang blowing their minds.
    Devin laughs ridiculously hard at my gaping mouth and elbows me playfully. I shake my head in
    disbelief while clapping my jaw back shut, and then I start laughing.
    Kry dances over to me, and starts pulling at my hand.
    “How do you like me now?” he gloats.
    “I’m sorry I doubted you,” I chuckle out.
    “It’s your turn now.”
    “I can’t follow that. I’ll just stay over here,” I say while trying to pull my hand free.
    “Not a chance,” he laughs while throwing me over his shoulder and rushing me over to the dance
    floor.
    My eyes beseech Devin’s help, but he just raises his glass in a toasting motion while laughing. I
    scowl at him, but he just laughs that much harder.
    “I can’t dance like that,” I gripe.
    “Dance like you can,” Kry jokes. “I’ll help you.”
    The song changes and it’s a sexy beat that calls to the goddess within. My eyes flash green, and
    suddenly Kry isn’t laughing anymore. He swallows hard as my hips start rotating, and I feel the power
    of the bass thudding against my heart.
    Others jump in to start dancing as well, but all eyes turn to me as I grip Kry’s tie and start pulling
    him across the floor while spinning my web of seduction to trap them all.
    “Yeah. I fucked up,” Kry panics.
    I smirk deviously, and he starts edging backwards as new hands slide across my hips.
    “I think I’ll take it from here,” Hale seduces into in my ear, and I turn to twitch my finger at him.
    Devin’s eyes are smoldering from across the room, and a wolfish half grin edges up as I taunt all
    the men who can’t have me. Ther pops his neck and attempts to withstand the seductive dance while
    keeping a safe distance to dance with me.
    He shakes his head with a blushing hue when his eyes swirl their yellow prisms. He backs away
    defeated, and Deacon smirks a devilish grin as he steps up to try his hand.
    One flash of my green eyes, and he goes running back to Camara.
    I smirk at Hale as I return, and he grins big until it suddenly turns into a frown. Devin’s arms are
    turning me around, and his body is so close it burns. My green eyes dare him to do as he wishes, but
    he just carries his devilish grin instead of me.
    “You have turned into quite the seductress,” he plays. “Perhaps I should get you out of here
    before we cause a scene.”
    “Could I have a dance with my daughter?” he chirps.
    Then ice water douses our fire when I hear my dad’s voice.
    Devin winks at me, and my eyes drop back to blue. I turn to face my dad, and he’s smiling as
    though he’s trying to keep from crying.
    “Of course, Daddy,” I murmur with my daughterly tone, and with that, my seductive high is
    completely gone.
    He pulls me into his arms, and Devin walks over to pull my very eager mother to the floor. I
    snicker as she giggles foolishly, and Devin stifles a laugh of his own.
    She’s so embarrassing around him.
    “Your mother really likes your husband,” Dad snickers out.
    I smile too big, and I try to pop my jaw back into place before saying, “I think everyone really
    likes him.”
    Dad just laughs while nodding.
    “I was worried your brother was going to try and take your place at the altar. He has done nothing
    but sing Devin praises all day.”
    I laugh harder, and I curl into the warm embrace my dad always gives me.
    The song ends, and I motion to Persia with my head. Devin understands my silent request, and he
    goes to pull Persia up for the next dance.
    She smiles with tears staining her eyes at the kind notion, and I walk over to Kahl.
    He looks up a little stunned by my hovering presence, and I lean over to whisper in his ear.
    “Would you like to share a dance with your daughter as well?”
    Tears crowd his eyes, and I see him