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I need a distraction. If someone can keep the other demons
occupied, I’d be grateful.”
    “What
if there aren’t other demons?” Jared asked.
    “Then
try to keep Asmoth busy. It will make things go
smoother and a whole lot faster.”
    Jared
nodded. “Consider it done. When do you want to attack?”
    “I’m
expecting a summons either today or tomorrow. Is there any way you can cast a
spell that will encompass the warlocks and wolves, bringing them to my side
when it happens?”
    Jared
tipped his head to the side. “I can do that. It will take a bit of magick, but
it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
    “If Asmoth doesn’t come by morning, I’ll summon him. I’d
rather fight this battle here than in Hell. I think it would give us the
advantage.”
    “Go
home and make the charms, create your spells and potions, and when you’re ready
I’ll know. I’ll translocate all of us to the field on the outskirts of town. If
there’s going to be a battle, I want it to be far away from innocent
bystanders.”
    “Thank
you, Jared. I won’t forget this.”
    Cade
rode back to his house, deep in thought. While he had his people in place,
there was still much to do. He only hoped he was prepared enough to save his
witch, and not get everyone killed. He doubted the alpha and head warlock would
thank him for putting their people in danger. They obviously knew it wasn’t
going to be a walk in the park, but he hoped he could pull it off without
anyone dying.

Chapter Five
     
    Breena wiped the blood
from her lip and winced as pain racked her body. She’d taken quite a beating
from the demon who now held her in his possession. Asmoth , she’d heard him called. She just didn’t understand
what he wanted with her. She’d never had any dealings with demons in the past,
so why had he attacked her in her home? Her wand had been in another room when
the demon had appeared and she’d been nearly defenseless against him. Breena had fought as best she could, but in the end, it
hadn’t been enough.
    She
huddled in the corner, of the cell he’d thrown her in, wrinkling her nose in
distaste at the wretched smell. Sulphur was heavy in
the air, but there was an underlying scent of death and decay. It was enough to
make her nauseated, and she fought to keep down what little lunch she’d managed
to eat before he’d popped up in her home.
    The
demon stood before a cauldron of sorts, a hag beside him. Not a hag in the
sense that she was an ugly woman, but a hag in the sense that she was an
ancient witch who had obviously been dealing in the dark arts for a long time.
Her eyes had blackened, as if the pupils had expanded to fill her entire eye,
and her hair fairly crackled with magick. She hoped the witch wasn’t around
when Cade came for her, and she had little doubt that he would. That was, if he
could figure out who had her and where she was.
    She
watched as they poured ingredients into the large, black cast iron bowl. The
flames beneath it danced and swayed, as if responding to some ancient tune. Breena couldn’t hear what they said, but she knew it was an
incantation of some sort. It had to be, considering the ingredients that had
gone into the spell. If she had to guess, she’d say they were preparing to spy
on Cade, or possibly bring him to Hell. Whatever they were up to, she hoped he
was prepared.
    If
she had her wand, she’d be of some help to him. Not much, given her current
state, but she could do something. Cast a spell to slow down the demon, or
maybe take on the witch. She doubted she’d last long against the woman, but she
could help in some small way. Maybe distract her long enough for Cade to take
her down, assuming the demon didn’t keep him too busy. She didn’t know much
about werelocks other than they were feared in the
paranormal community because of their dual nature. She knew he was powerful,
but was he powerful enough to take down a demon?
    If
she hadn’t caused so much trouble during her life, perhaps