Our group moved toward the Morax’s lair. The air was tense as we moved in unison, holding our breaths. Completely aware that our one single mistake could make things worse for us as a group and also would let Morax get away or worse, he would attack us and defeat us.I shook my head, dispelling the negative thoughts. I only need to focus on the good and not the bad part. I was the future demon queen, I should not think about these small things.Demons like Morax come in a dozen when you are a powerful demon and when it comes to me, I am also a powerful part witch. The ancient bloodline following in my veins was a stark reminder of who I was and how lethal this power was.Michael was standing by my side and his eyes were focused on the perimeter.Suddenly we came to a halt in front of the same building in which we found Morax’s trail, some tried to move, but Dad raised his hand to stop them and they stopped looking at him questioning.“Aren’t we supposed to go in?” the werewolf warrior
“You are giving me a chance to change my alliance? Am I right?” Dad asked, making my eyes widen.“Dad,” I yell at him, my frustration evident in my voice.He shot me a scathing look and then he smiled softly at the witch.That witch smiled smugly at Dad, then her eyes lingered at me for a moment then back to him.“Of course, you are a demon lord, brother to our master. We would definitely want you by our side. Your powers are exceptional, we have heard a lot about you and your experience in wars.” she said, her voice was like a melodic lullaby to our ears and this made my body tremble.This was something very wrong, I could feel it in the air.“What is going on with your Dad?’ Mason whispered in my ear, his breath lingered on my ears, making goosebumps erupt all over my body.“I am as surprised as you are. I don’t know what is going on here.” I replied honestly.This was the truth, I wasn’t aware of what Dad was doing and why he was even wasting his time negotiating with these witches
I waited anxiously as the sound of thumping footsteps echoed in the tunnel. All the witches present there were already dead and some were convulsing and then I noticed Dad’s dark wisp doing the dirty work.Dad’s smoke tendrils were soaking up witches' powers and making them lose their age.Dad saw me looking at him and he smiled.“This is a long battle, Daisy, I need my powers and they have a lot to spare. I need to be in my best form to fight Morax, but as you know fighting him would be hard. Because he is my brother he knows things that make me vulnerable as well as things that make me strong. I can’t take the risk. Trust me I am not the bad guy here.” Dad hurried and explained it to me.“I was not doubting you but I was just confused, you don’t have to explain,” I *ssured him.“But you were giving me that look,” Dad said and I frowned.“What look? What are you talking about?” I asked in confusion.“The resting b*tch face,” Mason piped in.“I don’t…” I started to say but Michael int
There was nothing left of the demons except the ashes. The white mist enveloping their body slowly disappeared without leaving any trace. The witches' bodies were also almost gone because of Dad’s power.“We did this Dad,” I exclaimed and launched myself in his arms.He chuckled and patted my back.“You did this,” he said proudly, beaming at me.“Sorry to break it to you. But this isn’t over. We need to relocate before anyone else arrives.” Michael said to me.I nodded in affirmation and we started moving.As we were moving, I didn’t feel any magic near me, so I *ssumed it was a danger-free zone. The tunnel was expanding as we were moving ahead.Sensing that the place currently posed no danger to us and seeing the tired faces of the werewolf warriors we decided to make a makeshift camp on that place.Instead of using his power as a protection shield, Dad started etching symbols and chanting incantations to provide protection to our camp.“Daisy, try these symbols. I want to test your
I looked at Mason, his expression soft, and his hand grazed mine softly, making me tremble.He leaned down, his breath fanned over my face, I tipped my face in order to receive the kiss he was offering me, but we both were startled by a loud booming voice.“Daisy,” Dad shouted my name.“Yes, Dad coming,” I answered, pushed him aside, and headed toward Dad.A heavy groan followed me and I grinned.I found Dad in the middle of a group discussing something.“What happened, Dad?” I asked as I noticed the serious expressions on the werewolf’s face.He gestured to me to come toward him and explained the situation to me.“These werewolves have internal magic in them, I think you should put a protective symbol on them and that would give them immunity against demonic attacks. By this, they can also fight along with us and also could protect others,” he said.I nodded understanding the situation.It would be good if we could focus on attacking instead of protecting, we can leave the protecting
Mason's presence at my side felt like a sudden intrusion, breaking the intensity of the moment. His touch, normally a source of comfort, now served as a reminder of the internal struggle I faced. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me, pleading for reason amidst the storm of my anger."Daisy, let her go," he urged, his voice calm yet firm. "This isn't the way. Her child is innocent, and we can't let our emotions cloud our judgment."I shot him a scorching glare, my anger undiminished. "Innocent? After what she did to Grace? Mason, you can't seriously expect me to let her walk away."He sighed, a heavy exhale that hinted at the frustration he felt dealing with my unyielding rage. "I'm not saying she's innocent, Daisy. But the child…"I cut him off, my words sharp and laced with bitterness. "Don't talk to me about innocence. She's skilled at deception, just like Lizzie. You think I'm going to trust her to provide valuable information? She's probably spinning some web of lies right no
As we looked at Emily, suddenly a horrid stench reached our nostrils.“Oh, goddess,” A string of curses echoed around our makeshift camp.I covered my nose as the stench became stronger and I looked around what was happening.Everyone was feeling the same, their nose was covered and some even tried to vomit.“The spell is broken,” Emma said, her voice still timid and not like the conniving girl I knew in the past.Her condition was not better, she was looking thinner and there were bags under her eyes, making her look the shadow of her past self.“What do you mean the spell is broken?” Mason asked her and she bit her lip.“It’s…the behemoth, that awful creature was stored here, to the right side and therefore it is smelling so bad. Your protective spells broke that magic that was keeping that smell out. It was your protective spells that I was able to ask for help.” she said.The behemoth that we got after Lizzie and Emma disappeared and this was how we realized how dangerous Morax wa
The next day after resting we all were getting ready to move forward.Emma came into view, her complexion was much better than previously, and she looked refreshed as if she had rested after a long time.She noticed me looking at her, she hesitated for a moment but then moved toward me.“Good morning,” she whispered, her voice tinged with reluctance. As if she was afraid that I would attack her or I might just kill her at any moment.She might be correct for that.“How do you know it’s morning and not the other way around? There is no sun practically, so it’s hard to tell,” I smirked at her.“Yeah…” she muttered.“Whatever, Morning,” I grumbled under my breath.I sat down and started eating the food that the werewolf warriors had prepared for us, even though the stored food was basically tasteless, but it will keep us alive for the rest of the day.I looked at Emma and she was salivating, looking at the food.“If you want to eat, come and sit. There is no need to eye me like a hungry