Page 7 of Orion: Galaxy Huntress

Stormy shook his head and came back to himself. Silver in his eyes flashed and vanished. Fangs and his claws retreated, leaving just his perfect sturdy fingers and straight teeth. “Fuck, I think Vice did this to me.”

“Who?” I seized the witch’s arm, ready to leave.

Stormy kept rubbing at his head as if it ached, then whimpered at the pain in his shoulder, clutching it. I didn’t feel guilty for that. Not when he’d bitten me first. “The damn demon!”

“Demon?” I scanned the area. “There’s a demon here? I must kill it.”

Hell spawns were responsible for all kinds of chaos. I couldn’t let one roam the town. It had to be sent back to Hades, where the mighty god of the Underworld could return it to Tartarus.

“No.” Stormy grabbed me by the shoulders and made me yelp. “Don’t do that. Not until he repays his debt to me.”

“You’re negotiating with Hell spawn?” I snarled.

“It’s not what you think,” Stormy stuttered. “He owes me. He’s agreed to save my pack.” I didn’t care what the demon owed the shifter. He was dead when I caught him, along with all the other beasts in this town.

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