Page 123 of The Alpha's Bullied Rejected Mate

“You sleazy witch!” he cussed in anger, and his face twisted away from his human form.

His demonic form erupted, his flesh melting away to reveal leathery, gray skin. Two dark horns spiraled out from his forehead, and his limbs grew longer.

He was a high-level demon, and Athena could sense it.

He roared in fury as he raised his hands to attack her, and Athena braced herself, ready to counter the attack.

But at the last second, he pivoted and launched the blast toward Marcus.

“Marcus!” Athena screamed.

Marcus leapt aside, just in time. The blast cracked one of the side walls open, but another attacker swung a massive hammer at him.

Suddenly, a huge arm appeared from behind Marcus and caught the hunter’s arm mid-swing.

The hammer was wrenched away, and the possessed hunter was slammed across the chamber to the far end of the wall with brute force.

A huge masculine figure with dark hair came into Athena’s view, and Athena heard Marcus acknowledge the man, “Roman.”

Athena spun forward, but the demon had slipped through the chaos.

“He used us as a distraction,” she panted.

“His energy is close,” she added quickly.

The man whom Marcus addressed as Roman surveyed the scene. “Go. I’ll finish things off here. Kieran is holding the rest of them downstairs. Go after the demon.”

Marcus and Athena nodded at him as they raced in the direction the demon had vanished.

Marcus and Athena successfully chased the demon to the rooftop where they currently stood.

He stood in the middle of the open grounds as he let out a shrieky laugh and screamed, “All of this is because that peasant Storm couldn’t finish things off here!”

“And you wouldn’t be able to either,” Marcus growled from behind her.

“You are wrong. I have stationed my pawns everywhere here. In all your teams.”

“And both of you are nothing I can’t handle!” the demon laughed.

Marcus groaned as he shifted into his wolf form, colliding fiercely as he lunged onto the demon, tackling it to the ground. In a swift movement, he sliced the demon’s neck with one of his paws as black blood oozed out, and the demon writhed in pain.

His wolf snapped its head toward her as it held the demon in place, and Athena understood the cue.

Without wasting time, she began to mumble her spells.

It was an old dissipating spell that she had come across, where old witches were able to weaken demons through the blood running in their veins. It could only happen if there was blood, and she and Marcus had mapped out their plan.

Suddenly, a ray of white light started to shimmer in between them like a wall.

Marcus called to her back in his human form, “Athena, what are you doing?”

Athena stared in confusion till she noticed what was happening. A barrier was rising between them, like the one in camp.

The demon was manipulating her powers.

The demon laughed in its jagged voice as it stood firm again and blasted Marcus to the ground.

“You’re not strong enough.” It croaked, pointing at Athena as the barrier continued to erupt higher between them.