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Chatper 118
Chatper 118
Chatper 118
Chapter 118 Prescott ‘Riya is not dead. | can feel her presence,’ Owen told me and | sighed in relief after shifting into my human form back.
Satan didn’t stop, he moved around like a shadow and stood closer to where Owen had fallen. “You should have been dead by now,” he muttered with a hatred-filled voice and grabbed Owen’s neck.
Owen's wolf howled in pain, pouncing his paw at Satan’s face and successfully wounding his face. Satan hissed and let him go.
| immediately mind-linked Caleb to bring my sword. He had reported to me about what happened at the cell and | was relieved after knowing that both of his mates rejected Dylan and he was forced to accept it because of the High-Witches’ spell. Lola had proved her loyalty towards us.
“Your powers won’t last here long because your sacrifice wasn’t accepted,” Owen said calmly after shifting back to his human form as well.
“Don't fool me, Chaplain. | sacrificed your High Witch who was a pure soul to break your f ucking protection,” Satan barked, black smoke waving around him as his dark aura rolled off him in waves.
‘Put that sword right through his heart. It won’t kill him as he is Go d but he would surely weaken more as it’s given by the Moon Goddess and is blessed with holy powers, Owen’s words were clear and sharp with a hint of urgency as we didn’t have much time to do that.
‘Don’t hurt yourself more. He was already weak and | didn’t want him to die yet.
‘So caring and sweet Alpha. Are you worried about me?’ Owen’s playful voice annoyed me and | couldn't help but frown at his st upid remark.
‘| just don’t want Avery to take over yet. She needs to be eighteen at least,’ | replied and cut the link before he could mock me more.
Caleb arrived at the right time and I took the sword from his hand as Owen and Satan continued arguing with each other about Riya’s being alive or dead. | sna tched that opportunity and dashed toward them without making any noise.
“Your powers won’t last long, Go d of Darkness,” Owen smirked as he nodded at me and | jumped in the front. Without giving him a second to grasp what was
He groaned in pain, pointing a finger at me. “You f ucking wolf... | will kill you,” he cussed, clutching his chest in his hand as his legs wobbled and he fell to the ground with a loud thump.
His voice gave me chills down my spine, still, echoing in my mind. My eyes lingered on his chest where my sword was drawing his blood out. The black blood gushed out of the wound and his hands burned when he touched the sword with his hand to pull it out of his chest.
Owen had given me that sword on the night of the Red Moon after | got my wolf back and he had specifically told me to use it only when needed. It was his sword and he deemed me to be the fitting person to own it though in my opinion, Matilda was deserving than me to own it. | argued with him on that but he simply said that she didn’t need it.
More “Dylan,” Satan screamed in pain, calling out for his sla ve.
“He won't be able to touch it either,” Owen crossed his arms, looking down at Satan with an impassive demeanor. “Everything that is touched by you, Darkness, can’t touch this sword.”
‘Alpha, Dylan is going insane in the prison. He is screaming to let him go so | have to leave now,’ Caleb informed me before returning to his duty at the dungeon where that f ucker was imprisoned.
‘It's because of Satan. His master is calling him so he wants to go to him,’ | articulated. ‘Is everything alright at the borders?’ Came Tila’s concerned voice. ‘Not really. We have lost many warriors but | just speared the Satan with my sword.
“Dylan Kane, be right here. | have come to feed you,” Satan roared again, his malicious voice resonating throughout the surroundings.
“| wonder who will come to help you because your sla ve is imprisoned and we have no intention of setting him free,” Owen shrugged.
Satan bellowed, “If you have my sla e, | have your High Witch. Set him free and | will set Riya free.” He had the audacity to bargain even when we had the upper hand in the current situation.
There was no way we were going to agree to his terms. | was going to open my mouth when Owen beat me to it and uttered, “Fine. But you will have to return Riya to us, first.”
“No f cking way. I’m not letting that ba sta rd out of the cell,” | protested, my Alpha aura oozing off me.
“Trust me, Prescott. It is for the best and we want Riya to be safe and alive more than we want Dylan dead,’ Owen assured me to which | reluctantly nodded my agreement.
| didn’t trust that f ucking God but I had faith in Owen. Whatever decision he took, it must be better for everyone. Even | didn’t want Riya to die while saving both of our species. She had been kind enough to go alone and take all the responsibility to steal Dylan’s soul on herself so for her sake, | had to let that ba sta rd go.
“Why did you lie to us that she was dead?” | asked Satan who had his eyes closed, | presumed due to the pain.
“| didn’t know that she was powerful enough to survive the fire. | had sacrificed her alive in the fire but didn’t check later if she was dead or alive. She must have lost her powers because | surely obtained powers to break in from that very sacrifice,” Satan murmured, more to himself than us as if he was contemplating what and why happened.
“| will bring her with me but if you don’t uphold your end of the bargain, | will kill Riya in front of you and you know,” he looked at Owen before continuing, “I’m capable of doing it.”
“As long as we get Riya unharmed, you will get your sl ave,” Owen said with a finality in his voice.
If Riya was alive, why hadn’t she returned to us yet? And why was Owen blindly trusting Satan to keep his word? There were so many questions running in my mind but | couldn’t find answers to them.
Satan's aura was dwindling as the bleeding from his chest persisted relentlessly. Within a blink of an eye, he vanished into thin air, leaving the black smoke behind
him. “We could go and find Riya. There was no need of agreeing to his f ucking term,” | spat as soon as he was gone.
Owen scowled and sighed while shaking his head in disappointment. “Riya must be stuck in the veil. That's why she hasn't returned yet and if she couldn’t return
from veil, no one else can either. So whoever would have gone in search of her would have ended up there just like her and | don’t want Satan to have more people to use as a bargain with us.”
“For now, just be glad that she is alive,” he patted my shoulder when | didn’t respond.
“We have lost so many warriors. All of them are dead, not even injured or hurt so we could have a hope of saving them.” My heart ached for their families.
“That’s the cost of war one must pay,” Owen replied in a gloomy voice.