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Ares' power flooded through me. My muscles surged and expanded far beyond their usual limit. My entire body hardened like an ancient Greek statue.

"Guess Lapdog wouldn't quite be the right name for you anymore," the demon grumbled.

Ares snarled and crouched down, searching for his opponent's weak spot. My voice was kept to nothing above a hum. My input was not needed when he was in charge.

"Ungrateful demon," Ares leaped forward. His plan of action was a concentrated attack on the demon's dick. I couldn't help but wince as the fangs sunk into the soft body part.

The demon's eyes bulged and turned blood red. He hissed like a deflating balloon. "Bastard, you'll regret that," he wheezed. "Filthy uncivilized mongrel!"

Ares laughed. "Why should anyone be civilized in battle? You came here to my Kingdom, attacked my mates, and expect me to accept it?" he laughed. "Let me show you the power of a Prime, demon."

Ares opened his mouth wide and fire built up in our mouth, the same kind that Zale had messed with before. It was so hot I winced but Ares didn't let it go until the flames licked at the roof of my mouth before he shot it straight at the demon's long hair.

The red locks were set on fire and went up like dry hay. The demon was still crouched over and grabbing himself from our last attack. His eyes rolled upward to see the blaze and his irises turned black. "Enough!" he roared. The fire went out. He uncurled from his painful little ball.

He pointed a finger at us. "I will bathe in your tears, the agony of your soul before I rip the flesh from your bones."

Odd, why did he look a lot more put together in the space of seconds than he had right after Ares' attack?

The demon turned and pointed to the building behind me. "Men, one of this creature's protected ones is in there surrounded by whelps. Kill them all."

No!

Ares snorted but glanced back and forth between the army of demons and the one building. "You think I'll let any of you get a step closer?"

The demon smirked and snapped his fingers. As if on cue a chorus of childish screams filled the air and the children ran out of their hiding spot. They herded Clara in front of them. Even in this state, they were doing their best to keep their word.

It stung my heart. The leader of the kids whirled on the demon and tried to bite him. His little shifter teeth weren't enough to do damage to a demon's tough flesh and laughing, the monster tossed the child at the rest of the group.

We ran and used our body as a cushion to stop the blow. My breath left in a whoosh and I struggled to breathe again.

"They're kids you bastard!" I snarled as soon as I was able to get any wind in my body.

"Are they?" the demon questioned with a twitch to the corner of his lips. "I thought there was nothing civilized about battle. My mistake."

One of his men picked up one of the kids who did his best to try to twist around and bite the hand holding him. "Let me go!"

The demon looked to his leader for permission, his grip tightened. The little body gradually stopped struggling.

"Stop it!" Clara screamed from her circle of snarling protectors. "You heartless monsters!"

"Stay out of this," I snapped at her. The last thing I needed was her getting in the way of this and getting herself hurt.

"Which is more important to you?" asked the leader of these pigs. "The future of your pack," he gestured to the child hanging limply in the cackling demon's grip. "Or, this runaway from another?" he smiled over at the growling Clara. "Make your choice."

"There is no choice. The kids are more important." Clara pushed her way through the protesting kids. "Stop it," she snapped at them. She shook as she whirled to face the demon. "Take me instead, leave the kids alone."

The red-head laughed. "Who ever said I was sparing either of you?" he grinned at us. "I only requested to be informed which was more important." he glanced at his waiting demons. "I'll kill the children myself. This...wolf need a lesson in manners. Take the woman. We'll handle her later."

"No!" I got to my feet again, ready to tear his throat out and he dangled one of the children in front of me again.

"You want these whelps to live a few minutes longer?" he asked me.

Clara was surrounded by the other demons and the leader nodded as one too the center position and created a bubble of wind.

"You're wizards?" I whispered. As if fighting the demons wasn't hard enough.

"We are skilled in learning anything useful from inferior races around us. Come here. I haven't finished tearing you apart."

I growled but I staggered over to him and fell to his feet. He wasted no time in kicking me in my stomach and I yelped. If it wasn't for Ares' strength, I'd likely be dead. He dropped the pup to the ground and it scurried off to huddle with its others. "Don't fight back," I ordered them.

Maybe I won't survive this. I thought as he rained kick after kick on the softer areas of my body. He reared back and hid me hard in the head. At least every moment he wasted on me, was a second that Zale could get closer and save these kids.

The demon chuckled and knelt down next to my form. "It's time for me to pull your lungs out. I want to see how long it takes for you to suffocate to death."

I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable pain.

A vicious roar made my eyes snap open and I stared at an unfamiliar trio of black canines, Javier, Zale and my lost mate. I gave them a weak smile. "Hey guys."

"Bo," Amanda's sweet voice was enough to send me to heaven with a smile on my face.

I glanced over at my tormentor but his smirk was long gone and he looked like he'd swallowed a soured lemon. "You shouldn't have been finished yet."

"Got lucky," one of the creatures answered back with a smirk. "I think we have some unfinished business, demon."