Their forced luna
Chapter 74

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The pain was blinding, but it wasn't a death blow. The five daggers sliced through my skin and deep inside me. He flexed his fingers, making the damage even worse. He fished around for a moment before clenching his hand into a fist. The demon pulled his bloody hand out with something small in his grip.

Wait. I struggled to focus on whatever it was he had. It was small and covered in my blood.

Had that come out of my body?

I coughed a stream of blood and shuddered. The urge to lie down and give in was almost suffocating. I was going to die here and my mates were too far to even say goodbye to me.

"Tell me, Lapdog, do you still think you are capable of taking me and my army on?" The demon clenched his fist and the organ he'd taken was crushed in his grip. "You can't even put up a fight against me on your own. You want to fight me and my men? You would need an army numbering in the thousands to stop me."

I coughed more blood and growled at him. "If that's true, why didn't you attack sooner? Why are you here in person?" I laughed at him through the pain. I couldn't do much but piss him off, but I was good at that. "No, you waited like the coward you are for Zale to leave. It's only because the Prime isn't here that you've shown your faces." I had to rush the last of my words because talking, even in the name of pissing off the enemy, was draining me fast.

That and probably all the blood I'd lost. I was in a pool of it. Even if my mates did manage to get here, there was no way they could rescue me from this. Still, I would be as much of a thorn in this guy's side as I could until my life was completely gone.

The demon shrugged. "Isn't it a shame that you'll never know the answer to that? By the time your Prime returns, his little lapdog will be torn to pieces." He chuckled and studied the blood on his claws.

My warriors fought desperately to get to me, but the other demons had landed and they found themselves outnumbered. It didn't take the creatures long at all to make a dent in my side of the battle. The blood of my people filled the air like raindrops falling all over the battlefield.

"Speaking of," the demon smiled and plunged his bloody claws back into me. I howled at the blinding pain. I thought I'd hit my limit, but no, he was taking me to an entirely new level of torture. "Let's see what else we can pull from you before you die.. I want to leave a beautiful canvas behind for your Prime to see when he gets back. I'll challenge myself to try to pull all your non vital organs out, and then I'll take your intestines and make a picture with them.

I grunted and more blood flowed from my muzzle. Every breath was harder to take. This demon wasn't trying to kill me, not yet. He was prolonging this, making me suffer as much as he possibly could.

How had I failed Zale to this extent? I was one of his warriors and he'd left me in charge. Instead of protecting everyone, I was getting them killed. I needed to struggle back to my feet, I needed to fight back somehow but no matter how much I screamed at my body to move, I couldn't even blink.

"That's what I like to see." The demon chuckled. "When that light of defiance flickers out. I love it when the reality of your situation finally settles in to that thick skull of yours. Though, what should I expect from a Prime Lapdog? I should be grateful enough you gave me this gift before you are killed."

Give up? No, I couldn't do that. He pulled his claw away again with another organ in his hand.

My vision got darker with every passing moment. My healing was no match for this pain. I coughed another stream of blood and the demon reached down to coat his fingers in it. "Maybe I should tear your intestines out and gift them to my Luna. She's always had a fondness for wolves."

"Bo!' one of my warriors tore through the throat of the demon he was facing and flung himself at us. My tormentor caught him with his free hand, but he didn't manage to catch him by the throat like he had mine.

Instead, the warrior had twisted in the middle of his jump to avoid the attack. The demon had a handful of fur in his hand before the wolf whirled and bit his face.

"Vermin!" the demon roared. "Get this filth off me, now!" he roared at his own men.

My warrior didn't stand a chance. Five of the demons descended on him and pulled him off their leader, before tearing the wolf into five separate pieces.

Blood streamed from the demon. It gave me new life to see it. No matter how powerful he was, he could be stopped.

I staggered to my feet and did my best to ignore the gush of warm blood leaving my body.

"You dare?" he growled at me.

I swayed on my feet. All I could do was trust that Zale had already been able to save Amanda, or at least he wouldn't need to fight anymore. I pulled on my side of the bond with my leader.

His wolf answered.

Ares surged through my body, hitting me like a growling tidal wave. The pain receded and my body got stronger and bigger.

"This isn't going to change anything, Lapdog," my tormentor snapped at me.

Ares growled deep in his throat. There was an edge to him that usually didn't exist. "I'm taking over," he snapped at me, giving me no choice to confirm or deny him.

My sanity was shoved aside and a raging beast took over.

I was no longer the driver in this dying body, Ares was.