"Get these fucking dogs off of me!" Wesley screamed to the people just standing doing nothing. "Do you not know who I am? I am a vampire prince!"
The hellhounds were on fire like they would be in the underworld and their large canine teeth had sunk into his shoulder to drag him back towards the church. Wesley did not have the pleasure of visiting the underworld and only heard of such dogs from the books he read, so seeing them in person and on fire had put a fright in his heart.
"Let me go!" He yelled once more to the demon leading the dogs back.
"The more you squirm the more they will bite down into your flesh. Hellhounds are strong hunters and a pureblood like yourself won't be able to escape so easily. Just stay put and let them take you. We're already back at the church anyway," the demon grumbled, tired of hearing the screaming. What made him feel better was the sum of money Xavier promised he would get for a job well done.
