Page 29 of Chaos Demons

Luckily, the farther I got from the destruction, the better I felt, though the change was miniscule. Still, that made it easier to control my wolf, which thrashed within me as I reached Ana’s house.

Ana was there, in the doorway, and she was all I could see.

When I saw her, my wolf’s desperation shifted. It still wanted to get out… but now it also wanted to getin…to her.

I rushed her, pushing her inside and pinning her against a wall, tearing at her clothes, and trying to consume her with a wolf-possessed kiss.

It took everything I had to gasp out the word, “Talk!”

“Fen?” Ana gasped. That one word was enough to make my wolf pause, but I needed more, I needed—

“Get off her, she’s mine!” Something or someone ripped me away from Ana and tossed me across the room.

I smashed into the far wall, easily breaking through the drywall and studs before making a serious dent in the solid bricks between this house and the next.

Through a haze of wolf-clouded vision and stunned stars, I saw Ramsey take my place with Ana, demanding her lips as he ripped off her clothes.

Grey roared as he came from the back room and tackled Ramsey off Ana. My wolf saw an opening and I charged back in, losing control even as Ana had a wild, horrified, confused look on her face.

“Please, stop!” she gasped, and I did, obeying her command, her voice waseverythingto me in that moment.

Except I didn’t pause for long. Two words weren’t enough, and I only regained enough awareness to notice… there were other people in the room. A young woman who looked a lot like Ana, only with copper-red hair, and a young man in biker’s leathers who she was yelling at.

More!I begged Ana, but I couldn’t speak, my wolf stealing my voice.

“Fen? What’s happening?” she said, and that finally calmed my wolf enough for me to speak.

“I don’t know. Disaster. Destruction. My wolf thinks it’s the end of the world and is desperate to get out, you need to keep talking!”

“O-Oh!” She stammered, still confused which wasn’t surprising since two men — me having been one of them — had just barged in and tried to ravish her.

Then a fist slammed into my jaw, and I was flying across the room. I crashed through the wall between the front room and the kitchen, then destroyed the kitchen table and continued, breaking through the wall between the kitchen and the back room. My jaw screamed with pain, and I was stunned for a moment before I staggered to my feet.

Ramsey had Grey pinned against the wall with one hand and was pounding Grey’s face with his free fist. He shouted something about how Ana was his and he needed her now, and Grey seemed completely helpless against the raging Egyptian daemon lord.

Had Ramsey been what my wolf was sensing?

The raw chaos blasting off him was already inciting my beast to break free once more.

Ana watched aghast as Ramsey beat Grey, then her eyes slid to meet mine, imploring. Something passed between us then, which I didn’t fully understand. It was like I could hear her thoughts just from that look.

Please, stop him!

“I’ll try, but he’s half mad,” I hissed.

Something occurred to me then. Did Ramsey need Ana like I did? Did her words — or some other part of her — quell his chaos like she calmed my wolf?

I stalked back through the kitchen to the front room, trying to bolster myself for a serious fight while struggling to keep my beast contained.

“I’m terrified of him,” Ana whispered, her words helping me to take control of my wolf and use it without losing myself to it. And I’d need to use all my beast’s strength against a raging Ramsey.

“I’ll see what I can do,” I growled. “But don’t forget you have powers of your own.”

And with that, I saw something alight in her eyes, some idea or plan.

I leaped at Ramsey and grabbed his shoulder, tearing him away from Grey. Grey fell to the floor, limp and bleeding, his face half caved in and Ana ran to Grey, healing him as I faced down Ramsey.

“She’s mine!” Ramsey snarled.

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