The She-Devil And Her Alphas

Chapter 243 - Two Hundred And Forty-three: Asher And Devon -2

"What is Kinney village?" Devon asked, observing the forest.

"The closest you can get to Little Town," Asher answered, finding the cleared trail that led to the village.

"So if this means the closest, does it mean the orb failed because I have no sense of direction or the fact I have never been here in my entire life - well, where exactly have I gone having been stuck in Raven clan for years?" Yakked Devon, coming up with theories Asher wasn't even interested in.

"You know," she went on, "When we rescue my mother, I would spend the rest of my life voyaging across the globe-"

But something happened.

It happened so quickly that the girl had a hard time comprehending what just occurred.

Asher had been walking down the trail when he picked up slow, calculated movements from amongst the trees beside him and just as the large werewolf was about to charge at him, the vampire sped away.

The wolf missed it's target yet came face-to-face with Devon.

"Distringam!" The girl briskly said a spell that caused vines from the tree behind the werewolf to come alive and yanked the animal upward, curling around its neck till the creature was suffocated to death.

"Not bad," Asher praised her.

"Thanks" she gave him a cheeky smile, "Whoah!" Devon exclaimed when the dead creature shifted to his naked human form, hanging limp from the tree.

"Is that a werewolf?" Devon asked

"Something is not right," Asher sniffed the air oblivious to Devon's excitement.

"Is quite rare to see a werewolf back at my mom's coven nor Raven clan - they're intolerant of one transpassing on their border - and here I am - oh, I killed one! It's that a good thing or a bad one?" effused Devon.

Asher closed his eyes and focused, trying to pick up any abnormality but all he heard was Devon's chatterings.

"I'm trying to concentrate here!" He barked at her.

"Sorry" Devon grinned at him wryly.

Asher shut his eyes when she began. Again.

"If you need me to tinker- "

"Shut -!"

He heard it suddenly, intensified grieving wails and screams of frightened women.

"What did you do?" Asher returned to the present with a sharp gasp. The way he picked up those screams, it was almost as if he was present there.

Devon bit on her lips nervously, "I-I heightened your already enhanced senses a bit. It's a spell I thought of right now, so I'm sorry for experimenting on you without your permission," she lowered her head, refusing to meet his fierce gaze.

Asher was confused, he didn't know whether he should be angry or grateful. The girl was too powerful thanks to her superior understanding gifted from her vampire side but her impulsiveness could be a liability to her.

"Let's go," Was all Asher said to her after a long stare.

They arrived at the village in no time aided by their super speed but Devon was a heaving mess, it was apparent her human side still limited her.

"A war?" Are you freaking kidding me? This is fantastic!" Devon rejoiced.

After Ben, this was the weirdest person he has ever met, Asher had to admit.

"Do you know the number of spells I can showoff here now that I'm unrestrained?" Devon chattered while setting a wolf on fire thanks to Asher's direction.

"Get your head in gear, Devon. This is a war, not a video game" Asher scolded her and got between two fighting wolves.

"Seriously, how do I tell apart the good and bad guys?" Devon threw her hand up, looking odd amid these massive fighting creatures.

"Kill anyone that smells like this asshole," Asher said with effort as he used his fist to crack open the skull of a brown wolf who had tackled another to the ground with murderous intention.

The wolf he had saved sprang to his four limbs and growled at Asher, it's fierce yellow orbs scrutinizing him skeptically.

"I'm here to help," said Asher, with his hands lifted in surrender. He was sure the werewolves from Daniel's pack didn't know about Raphael but the Raven clan were quite famous for their mischief, it wouldn't be a surprise if one of them recognized him.

Sadly, he was bearing Raphael's face and wouldn't take his chances here. He promised to protect Lia so he must do everything to live and fulfill that.

The wolf made some kind of noise which sounded more to Asher like a snort. Hence he couldn't understand wolf language Asher didn't quibble on it especially now the wolf walked away.

"I asked a question," Devon's query roused him from his thought," How do I know the bad guy?"

"The good guy owns this pack and each pack has a distinctive scent that differentiates them from another pack, so sniff this and you get the bad ones" Asher tossed the body of the werewolf he had killed to her.

"Splendid," Devon's veins throbbed with anticipation.

"Stay safe, I need to find someone, "

"Wait!" She tried to stop him but he had barged into the house on fire.

There was chaos everywhere, animals tearing each other apart and screams of agony.

"There are some humans stuck inside the packhouse!" Devon heard someone shout while pointing at a section of the once magnificent mansion on fire.

"Alright, dev, this is the moment we've all been waiting for" Devon motivated herself amid long, deep breaths and started her spell.

"Quod pluvia cadit super bonos et malos, et ego opus mult? pluvi? est!"

Suddenly, a bright flash of lightning rippled across the darkening sky- it was almost sundown- while thunder boomed like the hooves of wild horses. Under Devon's command, the sky opened and there came a heavy downpour of rain.

For a moment, everyone stopped fighting, wondering at the sudden phenomenon until they remembered this fight was a do or die affair hence resuming their battle.

Judith had just been making arrangements on putting out that fire set by those bastards when heaven blessed them with rain or so she thought until her eyes rested on a young girl standing in the middle of the battlefield muttering some words she couldn't understand.

It was a witch, she realized. But how come, they never invited one nor asked for reinforcement yet? By her actions, Judith surmised she was on their side and was quite grateful - the rain she provided has saved lives.

All of a sudden, Judith saw an enemy wolf try to take her out from behind and pulled out the throwing dagger hidden in her boot, hurling it at the wolf.

Though it did little to nothing harm to the werewolf but it alerted Devon who made a slicing motion with her arm alongside a spell and the wolf was cut in two by an invisible blade.

Devon was heaving by the time she turned to nod gratefully at Judith who in turn nodded back.

"Take the humans, pregnant women and pups, go now to the cellar!" Judith fired orders at her warriors who had now gained morale after Devon's brave display.

No one knew how their alpha was faring and that had affected their performance in the fight greatly. It was no hidden fact that a great warrior follows his people to battle. Though they were prepared, no one had anticipated this attack; Tristan and his people came more prepared than they anticipated.

Having noticed their retreating plans, wolves from the Raven clan tried to destroy their formation but Judith and her people held on.

Devon watched as all the werewolves rushed at the warrior's trying to get the women to safety and that made her blood spoil.

The scene reminded Devon of her mother who was probably trying her best to rescue her from the claws of the Raven claw.

A new wave of anger came over Devon, her eyes blazed and she lifted her hands causing a strong wind to blow amid the bleeding from her nose.

Manipulating the excessive nature around, vines began to pick out the enemy wolves one after the ones till the last of them was vanquished and Devon collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Meanwhile, Asher stumbled into the packhouse, the smell of human blood infiltrating his nostrils so hard that he almost lost control.

He fought against the urge to succumb to the hunger. Sure, he was bloodthirsty but that would be after finding Daniel.

Though the death of Daniel would make him the only eligible mate for Lia but he has never wished his love rival this kind of fate.

Moreover, this would greatly affect Lia. The love of a mate was nothing to be joked about, he had watched it almost destroy Dan.

Asher had almost given up on finding the werewolf when he caught them in the garden with Daniel being lifted high in the air while this stranger's hold tightened around his neck.

Asher was tired but he had the element of surprise here. So he sped towards the enemy without warning and sliced his throat with his long nails before he could react.

Tristan let go of Daniel, his hand moving to clasp around his throat while sputtering out blood from his mouth.

Daniel gave him no time to heal as he lunges at the Alpha with the anger in him, tearing him apart with his long claws.

Asher having seen that the fight was now in his favor, left right away to find Devon.

A huge crowd of werewolves had gathered around her but the vampire created a path and took off with her in his arms before anyone could stop him.