Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

The specialist raised an eyebrow at Lord Brarthroroz and barely suppressed the scoff of disbelief. “You’re telling me that your hellhounds can sniff out the sites faster than our dire wolves?”

“We could always make a wager on it, if you like?” Lord Brarthroroz answered casually as a sly smirk played at the edges of his m*outh.

“I’m not betting my soul…” The shifter replied before he was interrupted by Lord Brarthroroz’s laughter, “I don’t know what’s funny about that.” He continued, scowling at both Lexi and her father.

“Listen buster, I think you and your little friends have us confused with the demons of the human religions,” Lexi snorted, “We’re daemons, not demons. There’s a huge difference.”

“I don’t see how. You both deal in souls and dark magic, and live in the depths of hell.”

“I’ll have you know my home is quite comfortable and welcoming actually. If you can get past the succubi that is… although I’m sure some of your unmated would love spending time with them…” Lord Brarthroroz replied, a little offended.

“And this is exactly why I need to begin these lectures as soon as possible.” Lexi muttered and sighed. “Look, we daemons are far older than anything contained in these modern, humanized religions, okay? We have been here since the beginning of time, along with the gods. We predate people for crying out loud.”

“I don’t hear you denying any of what I said though.” The specialist sneered.

“Okay.” Lexi answered calmly, “Let me spell it out for you. Daemons live in their own realms forthe safety of your kind. Your petty squabbles and the way you all thrive on killing each other over pathetic issues that could be dealt with by a single conversation is quite frankly, tiresome for beings that have lived through millenia. It gets boring. Sure, we use magic, and so do you with your ability to shift into your little fleabags. You’re no different to a human schizophrenic hearing voices in your head that the Goddess Selene gave form to.”

The specialist blinked in surprise, a little lost for words as Lexi paced slowly towards him and stopped in front of him, scrutinizing his coat and reaching forward to pluck a stray direwolf hair from, discarding it casually.

“And as for your souls,” She continued with a sinister smile, “We don’t need to bargain for them. If we wanted them, we would take them.”

“Okay! That’s enough of that!”

hastily as he took hold of her shoulders

team members, okay?” Allen said quickly with a pleading look in his eyes as he turned to face the specialist and frowned, “And you guys, please don’t poke the daemons for a reaction that you aren’t going to enjoy when you get it. Okay? We’re all on the same team

between my daughter and

glowered at the specialists who begrudgingly moved away and gave

the men tracking the direwolves’ progress on their equipment and then turned

will you know when

let Papa know, don’t worry. We don’t need all those gadgets, they speak to us like your wolves speak to you,” Lexi

we won’t have to wait too long for the first site,” Lord Brarthroroz

specialists protested as Lord

for my hounds. If you are still wanting to be part of this operation then I suggest you follow me. It’s this way.” Lord Brarthroroz answered calmly as he began making

of triumph on Lexi’s face as she followed behind her father without so much as a second glance at the

pick up the trails this quickly then perhaps they wouldn’t

front, leading them through the shadows of the forest and beneath the canopy of leaves that didn’t

almost unnatural, cloaking everything with an oppressive blanket so heavy that not even the sounds of the wildlife that should usually inhabit the

in the distance, the faint light illuminating a set of moss covered, cracked stones arranged in

here we have the first one.” Lexi murmured

could feel the sinister prick of the magic that swirled around them. It wasn’t visible, but the sensation of it made every hair on their body stand on end, and the infectious unease that it brought with it

it?” Lexi commented as she turned to them, her eyes blazing

the stones, as if inspecting them for any weakness, “This is not

the