Emerald by Kyla Breene

Revenge tastes sweet.

Olivia
I always thought being alone was best and would have gladly been a recluse. The joke about a hermit living in a cave stopped being funny the moment the big creep trapped me in one.
Now I just need to escape. And definitely stop thinking about ridiculous things… like those big, stupid arms wrapped around me.
Would they make me feel safe?

Kroaicho
This is not the place I would have chosen to rebuild a hoard or to bring up a zhannel, but I will do what I must. There are treasures here none of my kind have ever seen, but just as many dangers.
Some treasures should have never been gathered.
Like this human. Always signaling green, always speaking of things that make no sense, always trying to escape. This must be why my zhann said no when I asked for a pet.
They are trouble.