Demonic Spell II

Recipe 34

Elisha first heard a thunderous roar before the heavy form of the demon was thrown away from her and she released a shuddering sigh of relief when she felt Soleil's hard back on her as he protectively placed himself infront of her, his body vibrating from his continuous growling.

While just infront of them, Thallan was crouched down in an aggressive pose as he bared his fangs at the demon who was extracting himself from the wreckage of her kitchen counter.

"What do we have here?" The Demon laughed mockingly, brushing the dust from his clothes before his bloody-red eyes surveyed their group.

"A keeper? And Thallan nonetheless. You really made an improvement from that pesky wizard who caught you before but tell me; does her blood, a Tuatha tastes as good as what other said? I only had a full-blooded Tuatha before but they said that their humanity enhanced the taste of their blood." He stated nonchalantly as he made a show of lewdly licking his blood off from the cut on his hand.

"Triaru." Thallan gritted, watching the demon warily. The worst case scenario that he had hoped to never come true was unfolding before his eyes. Triaru had found Elisha and he knew that the other demon will not stop persisting until he got what he wants.

Elisha was a prize to have especially when Ragnarok was coming. The power-enhancing ability of her blood will make any power-hungry demon clamoring to possess her, something that he won’t happen as long as he was alive.

"What can I say to the child of Katarina? Her mother evaded me before and ran away with an Elf, and now the daughter have a Keeper as her protector as well as... What are you?" Triaru's trailed off as his eyes gleam with speculative light when his gaze fell on Soleil, and Thallan knew he mustn’t let the demon have Elisha's mate's power or he will become indestructible.

Soleil glared at the strange demon before them, his rage mounting as seconds tick by. He already dropped the barrier that separated him from Elisha’s to protect her from his emotion but before that he had felt the unimaginable terror in her mind and the fear that was keeping her body shuddering behind him, and it was only his concern for his mate that had kept him glued to her side when he wanted nothing but separate the demon's head from the rest of him.

He had arrived a millisecond before Elisha’s demon and he went completely insane when he saw her pinned on the wall, his eyes instantly flashing to black as was his hair.

Her face pale in distress and her eyes wide with absolute terror as the demon held her hair prisoner with his hand while his other hand was buried between her legs.

He was acting on pure male instinct as he pulled the demon's hair, wrenching him away from his mate and tossed him somewhere behind before he plastered himself infront of Elisha; a ferocious snarl on his mouth as he took a protective stance.

"A Fomorian?" Triaru exclaimed in both disbelief and gaiety, he looks like a tattooed pirate who had found a treasure chest filled with all imaginable riches of the world.

"Ahh, how did I get so fortunate? A Tuatha descent with whom I could breed my offsprings and a Fomorian who will pave my way to rule all realm!" He laughed and it earned a series of growl and snarl from Soleil and Thallan but he was confident with the powers and abilities that he stole from countless of beings that he never fear of danger that anyone that might have pose to him.