Lila stared at him in surprise. “A mortal’s child, and yet so full of life?” She scoffed. “But in the end, you’re nothing but a mongrel. You’ll taint the bloodline of the Demon Wolf Pack, and I won’t allow it.”
Fear surged through me. “Please!” I begged, my voice barely more than a whisper. “He’s the Alpha’s child—don’t hurt him.”
Lila’s smile twisted into something darker. “The Demon Alpha’s child? How ridiculous. No mortal could carry his heir without being torn apart.” The others laughed, their voices echoing cruelly around us.
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.”