Stolen Fire by S. Dalambakis

Author:S. Dalambakis [Dalambakis, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S. Dalambakis

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Stolas

My heart drops as I see Finley running right toward Abaddon. Right before she runs into him, she drops down sliding between his legs. The move is impressive. A kick to my side takes me by surprise, and I roll. I know better than to take my attention off of my opponent, but the flash of Finley out of the corner of my eye distracted me. I need to end this fight fast. The need, the urge, the instinct to protect my mate and pup surge through me. I stand, lowering my head and growl.

I charge, jumping at the last second, digging my claws in him. My mouth wraps around his throat, and I bite. The demons warm blood fills my mouth as I pull, ripping out his throat. I use my claws shredding him to pieces. I turn seeing Obsidian just killed his demon, and Verkor has a handle on his. I leave both of them as I run toward Finley. My paws pound against the ground.

I’m only a few feet away from Finley when she whirls behind Abaddon, cutting his thigh in the process. There are very few demons or humans who can say they drew the demon’s blood. Finley doesn’t stop there. Oh no, she reaches up as high as her arms will go, stabbing him in the back. I watch as she drags the daggers down, stopping right above his loincloth, before twirling out of the way. Abaddon lets out a mighty roar. Fear twist my insides. I push myself to run faster. I slide to stop in front of Finley, bumping her leg with my ass. Smoke puffs out of my nose with every breath I can take. I push my ass against her legs, pushing her back, trying to put as much distance between her and Abaddon as possible. A burning starts in my chest, threatening to burst from me. I rarely use my hell fire, but I will in this case.

Abaddon stands before me, laughing. “Relax, hellhound. I won’t harm your mate.” I don’t believe him. I feel Finley’s hand on my back, near my tail. “You have earned the right to keep my blades, little human.”

“I’m sorry. What?” Confusion is laced in her voice. Her fingers tighten in my fur.

“Do you know how many demons and humans try to take me down? None can make me bleed.”

“I have a question about that?” Abaddon nods.

“Stolas told me hell blades can kill any human, demon, soul, or supernatural being.”

“That is correct,” he replies.

“So how is it you’re still alive?”

Abaddon lets out a booming laugh. “Two very simple reasons. One, the blows that you inflicted weren’t life threatening. Not to me at least. Only the strongest demons guard the levels of hell. I am one of the strongest.”

“What’s the second reason?” Finley asks.

“Well, it wouldn’t be very wise to have my own blades be able to kill me. I forged those blades myself, and they are spelled so they can’t kill me. Now, I have a question of my own.

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