Mother of Wolves by Soars M. H. & Hercules Michelle

Author:Soars, M. H. & Hercules, Michelle [Soars, M. H. & Hercules, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Fantasy
Amazon: B07XJ353DC
Goodreads: 51912632
Publisher: Infinite Sky Publishing
Published: 2019-12-14T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Tristan

It’s the middle of the night, and despite the town square being completely deserted at this hour, I don’t dare to shift. I’d probably blend in with the snow as a wolf, but I can’t risk being spotted by a non-supe. I settle for jogging, hoping the exercise will make me shake off this strange feeling that something is wrong.

I don’t have a particular destination in my mind, just let my feet take me wherever they want to. Lost in my troubling thoughts, I don’t realize I have wandered off into a seedy part of town until I reach Hell’s Hole, a bar managed by a half troll where Sam and his bandmates like to hang out. I’ve only been inside the place once when he dragged me here. I don’t get the appeal. It’s a disgusting establishment frequented by the shadiest people in town. It’s definitely not my scene, but I stop in front of the building just the same and debate going in. If the foreboding cloud over my head is actually a premonition, this will be the spot to gain intel.

Mind made up, I take a step forward, but the sound of fighting catches my attention. It’s coming from the alleyway between the bar and another building. Letting my wolf senses expand, I pick up the scent of sulfur. Fuck. What are demons doing here in Crimson Hollow? The odor is faint, which means the demons nearby are at the bottom of the hellish food chain, but even so, their presence here is alarming to say the least.

“You’ve been a hard imp to track, Zeke,” a male voice taunts before the distinct sound of a fist meeting flesh echoes in the distance.

Fuck. Of course Zeke Rogers had to be involved. There isn’t such a thing as a harmless agent of Hell. I trust the guy as far as I can throw him, but like it or not, he is a member of Crimson Hollow’s supe community. Cursing, I stride toward the putrid alleyway, stopping at the entrance.

Three beefy demons in human form are taking turns kicking and beating the shit out of the imp, who’s on the ground, curled in a fetal position. My wolf stirs awake, and a growl comes from deep in my throat.

The demons stop their assault to turn in my direction.

“Ah, great, a wolf shifter,” one of them mutters. “Walk away, mutt. This doesn’t concern you.”

I take a step forward, letting my wild essence roll off me in waves. “You’re in my town, attacking a member of my community. This does concern me.”

They forget Zeke completely and turn to me. Red eyes glow in the dark, and the guttural sounds of beasts echo around me.

“You asked for this, bitch.”

One of them charges and whips a dark-clawed hand at me. I leap out of the way with ease, and not even bothering to finalize my shift, I slash my own sharp nails across the demon’s neck. The gurgling sound of the creature drowning in his own blood follows.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.