Demon Begging

Chapter 20

Power resides only where men believe it resides.  A shadow on the wall, yet shadows can kill. And often times a very small man can cast a very large shadow.

*NARRATOR'S POV*

The night was as filled with thick air, like the pressure levels were particularly high on the floor

level. The clouds were gone, making a clear view for onlookers to appreciate the twinkling stars.

Harry thought they resembled Louis' eyes when he was tired and had a shy glint in his precious

blue eyes.

Nobody would be stargazing tonight, not when darkness was on their doorstep waiting for

admittance.

Louis' healing was almost fully passed, and he could move around the tower without constantly

flinching or biting back a sob. The armies of their opposing side has cleared the woods and found

their way into Zohrai lands without explicit permission. Torch lights burned into the night so

everyone could admire their size and threat. There were at least a couple ten thousand, all varying

species but with the same intent.

Genocide.

Louis was forced to use the bracelet that's part of Ares' armour for the suit it held, one that would

hide his quickly healing injuries and keep him upright during the disaster that's coming. The

dragon latched itself to Louis' shoulder, its tail wrapping around Louis' waist like he did when

there was a whiff of danger.

Harry watched his mate with trepidation and dwindling goodwill. What was he doing here?

Solving problems that didn't or shouldn't involve him.

The drums outside have gotten to the loudest amplitude, having been in their territory now without

fear or hesitation. Louis sighed as he looked out the window at all the enemies had had without

picking any.

"If we fail-" Louis welcomes Harry's secure arms around his waist. "-promise me you'll be a King

I'd be proud of."

"Nobody can be forced into a crown." The demon stared out the window but held Louis' hips in

sweet caresses. "And nothing will have us kept apart."

Harry takes this opportunity to mark Louis and re-scent him with traces of his Alpha. He smothers

Louis' smaller frame in a tight hug, and indiscreetly injects harmless venom into their mating mark

that Louis ignores.

Louis' suit turned black and his eyes stood out brightly against the hue, capturing Harry's

admiration and adoration.

There were such creatures that Louis' never seen before, snarling down below them. The monsters

of the night, Jakarae, were standing men with unappealing features. They all varied in size and

appearance, but there were a single kind. The Jakare rode beasts called Kiruse since nobody could