I tried to protest, but my strength was fading. The Alpha had kept me alive, nourishing my mortal body for centuries, trying to make me his equal. But now, it didn’t matter. I was powerless against them, and Lila knew it.
“You think that after killing my child that your status will save you? If anything happens to him, the Alpha will destroy all of you. He won’t stop until the Nine Realms are in ruins,” I gasped, hoped my words would make them hesitate.
But Lila only smiled more cruelly. “The more you beg, the more I want to kill him.”
With that, she slammed my son to the ground. I screamed, writhing helplessly on the ground, trying to get to him—but I had no limbs left. I was nothing more than a writhing worm to them, a helpless creature to be toyed with.
“How is he still alive?” one of the wolves muttered as my son, impossibly, continued to move. His tiny hands reached out, still defiant, still fighting.
Lila’s fury only grew. She stomped down on him again and again, but each time, my son survived.
“Why won’t you die?!” she screamed, unleashing the full power of her Heavenly Flame. The blaze engulfed my son, the heat searing the surrounding air.
I watched in horror as the fire consumed my child. I could feel my heart shattering into a million pieces. He was our heir, the culmination of centuries of effort, and now he was being annihilated before my eyes.
Tears streamed down my face as Lila finally turned away from the charred remains of my son. Her face twisted with satisfaction. “That sinful seed is finally dead.”
Just as her pack began to cheer, thunder rumbled in the distance. A voice, deep and filled with rage, echoed through the sky.
“What are you doing?!”
The Demon Alpha had returned.
