Chapter 57 - XXIX

As Davina reached Alex's pack territory after days of travel, she was met with a disturbing stillness. The land was eerily vacant—no patrol guards on the boundary, no signs of life for miles. Her senses heightened, she cautiously stepped forward, only to jerk back when an arrow whizzed past her face. More arrows followed in rapid succession, dozens at once, their deadly tips glinting in the light.Without missing a beat, Davina's instincts kicked in. She moved with a ferocity that matched the darkness she harbored. She wasn't just fighting like a wolf—she was fighting like a dark demon, a reflection of the power Lucifer himself wielded. Her movements were brutal, precise. She sidestepped the arrows effortlessly, like a shadow, and unleashed her wrath upon the rogues who had emerged from the trees.One by one, the rogues charged at her, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent, but they were no match for Davina. Her fists and claws cut through them with an almost elemental ferocity. Each strike was precise, ending a life with chilling efficiency. She ripped through flesh, snapped bones, and left a gruesome tapestry of destruction in her wake.The rogues surged forward in waves, their numbers seemingly endless, but Davina fought with relentless resolve. Her dark energy, like a storm unleashed, grew with each fallen enemy. She moved with the predatory grace of a beast unleashed, her senses heightened by the primal rage that surged through her veins. Limbs were severed, necks were broken, and the ground was stained crimson with their blood. The battlefield became a stage for her deadly dance, each movement exuding a lethal elegance as she wove through her adversaries, never faltering despite the sheer volume of her foes.Her assault was brutal and unyielding, a testament to her demonic essence. There was no trace of hesitation, only a cold, calculated efficiency that spoke of her deepest, darkest nature. The destruction she wrought was a testament to her otherworldly strength, making it clear that she was not just a wolf, but a force of demonic wrath.When the final rogue fell, Davina stood alone amidst the slaughter, her chest heaving as she drew in deep breaths. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, and her once pristine hands were smeared with the remnants of her foes. She took a moment to survey the chaos around her, the silence returning like a heavy, oppressive veil.Without warning, a slow, mocking applause filled the stillness. Davina's head snapped toward the sound, and there stood Alex's father, a self-satisfied smirk curling his lips as he watched the scene unfold."Right on time," Davina murmured under her breath, her eyes narrowing as murderous intent surged through her veins.With a growl, she leaped at him like a wild beast, all her rage and fury channeled into one deadly strike. But Alex's father was quick, dodging her attack with practiced ease. Before she could react, a massive wolf pinned her to the ground with brute strength.Davina's eyes widened in shock as she struggled against the weight. The familiar scent hit her before she saw his face—it was Alexander.With a furious snarl, she threw him off her, scrambling to her feet, her heart pounding with disbelief."What are you doing, Alexander?" she demanded, her voice laced with both rage and confusion. Her eyes burned with warning as she glared at him.Alexander growled, his alpha dominance rippling through the air as he stood tall before her. "How dare a demon step on our pack land and attack my father ."Davina's blood ran cold as the weight of his words settled over her like a suffocating shroud.She had seen this look of him , the look of unfamiliarity . "He killed Ethan," she growled back, her voice raw with emotion."I don't care who Ethan is but just know this lil demon - you will not make out of here alive , " Alexander barked, his confusion evident, though his rage hadn't lessened.Davina's mind raced as she stared at him, her rage clashing with the flood of confusion that washed over her.