Iraon watched the two of them like they were little children that couldn’t be in the same place and play nice. He had felt her rage the moment she noticed the devil. The feeling of it over powered him as he let it flow into him, supercharging his powers. He watched as they fought each other with hardly amused eyes. He had to admit the female was a good fighter and a great thing of vicious power when she was enraged. Iraon knew she would a priceless ally in the upcoming war, which was the only reason he hadn’t killed her in the first place.
More power surged through him as she used her black tail to fling the devil through the wall and into a vacant bedroom. She was a thing of evil beauty as she opened her mouths and inhaled. Before she could fire her attack, the devil was up, opening its mouth as its snake like tongue rolled from its mouth. Up and around all three of her necks and pulled tight, strangling them all at once. That had to be the nastiest thing Iraon had ever seen.
“Devil.” Iraon’s dark voice echoed in the room. He didn’t need to raise his voice to get the creatures attention. “Release her and shift into your human form.” Iraon ordered as the creatures red eyes focused on him. When the devil just looked at him and made no move to let the female go Iraon’s own rage spiked at the disobedience…the creature was getting beside its self
“Now” Iraon growled when he saw Sofaria starting to go limp. With a snarl the devil tossed her to the ground. It’s disgusting tongue slowly unwrapping from around her necks, leaving a thick trail of salvia behind as it retracted back into the creature’s mouth.
Next his gaze focused on the female as she pushed herself to her feet. So blind in her fury she charged once again at the devil. As much as he would love to watch the two of them kill each other, he needed both of them alive…for the moment anyway. With his irritation for the two of them flowing through him, Iraon literally placed a wall between the two of them, cutting the devil off from them.
She flung herself repeatedly into the wall, clawing and snapping like a mad dog. It annoyed the hell out of him. Raising his hand he shot a small blast into her side to get her attention. She turned on him then, prepared to strike her need to kill coursed through her as she stared him down…
Alone with Iraon, Sofaria wasn’t sure if she should change back into her human form or stay in her hound form.
“I’m not here to kill you…” He told her. She didn’t believe him but if he had wanted her dead that blast he hit her with would have killed her. Reluctant she changed back to her human form but didn’t let her guard down as she watched him closely as he stalked towards her and continued to speak.
“I’m not going to kill you…” Yet. The word lingered in the air as he stood directly in front of her now. “Rather I have…shall I say a mission for you.” His eyes stayed locked on to hers. The heat and power contained in them captivated her. Distracted by her lust for him, yet again, she wasn’t prepared to feel her head being jerked backwards by her hair. Her throat exposed to him as he sharpened his pinky nail on the stoned wall. Then it was pressed againt the flesh of her throat. “If you fail or betray me this time I will slit your throat and watch you die in a pool of your own blood.” The threat was whispered as a promise close to her ear making her blood run cold because she knew he was more than capable of doing exactly what he said and worse.
“Understand.” He growled. She nodded her head slightly, his death grip on her hair making it hard for her to do much else without snapping her neck. “Good.” He gave her a deadly smile…
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