Before anyone could stop her Lexi snarled viciously as she broke away from the group and raced towards the doorway where a terrified Ada stood frozen to the spot, her arms wrapped protectively around her swollen stomach. 　　She could hear the distant shouts of Allen and Greyson, and the deep growl of displeasure from her father but right now, she didn't give a fuck.　　This arrogant little bitch was half the cause of all of the problems that her best friend had faced, and the cause of her misery growing up...there was no way that she was going to let her just scurry off back to whatever rat hole she had crawled out of.　　Her eyes flared even brighter as she reached for Ada's ragged cloak fastened tightly at her neck and wrenched her violently forward, her face centimeters from Lexi's. Ada whimpered helplessly at the sight of her malevolent grin and wrapped her arms around her belly tighter.　　"Please…" Ada whispered, swallowing nervously as Lexi tipped her head back and laughed.　　"Pl

　　Trigger Warning: Traumatic birth - some may find it unsettling.　　"Don't listen to him," Lord Brarthroroz hissed as Allen and Greyson pressed closer into her sides, "He's only trying to get inside your head."　　"I'm really not," Eromaug shrugged nonchalantly as he stood boldly in front of them, the shadows curling around the edges of his body in an otherworldly caress, "Everything I am doing is merely to reclaim what was taken. Perhaps you should ask your father…"　　"I'm not fucking interested in your bastard sob story," Lexi seethed as she stepped to her father's side, breaking away from Greyson and Allen's almost suffocating presence, "How is your petty little squabble the fault of MY world?"　　Lord Brarthroroz suppressed a smirk at the frown of confusion on his brother's face. He clearly hadn't been expecting Lexi's brash and uncaring reception when he revealed himself.　　"You're supposed to be a daemon lord? You?!" She snorted disdainfully before spitting in front of him, "Yet yo

　　It hadn't taken their force long to clear the halls and clean up the bodies that were left behind.　　The losses had been minimal on their part and considering the forces that they had thought they would be up against, their plans had meant that they had been far better equipped than the coven itself.　　The Coven had left very few prisoners alive, and the ones that were still breathing were in pretty bad shape. Lexi and the other healers and medics had done what they could but there was no growing back limbs…no matter how proficient of a shifter you were.　　Lord Brarthroroz had stationed huge numbers of his daemons within the winding passageways and caverns that the coven had previously inhabited and returned to the surface with his portalmancer Steve at his side.　　He strode angrily across the makeshift camp to the command tent and paused at the entrance, glancing across at the medical tent where Lexi had been working.　　Currently, she was cleaning her hands off as her mates watched

　　Lexi knew that she was still conscious, but the pressure that engulfed her head, and the rigidity of her body teamed with the almost distant voices of protest from Allen and Greyson let her know that she had no control over what was happening right now.　　The initial black curtain that had descended was suddenly filled with hundreds upon hundreds of memories from her childhood, all played out in glorious technicolor and accompanied by sounds and smells that made her heart ache with familiarity and her breath catch in her chest.　　There was no way that she could catch each and every memory at once, but she could see it clearly. The bond that both she and Eromaug had shared at an early stage was filled with love and an intensity that she had known only with Allen and Greyson.　　By the time the images had begun to fade in her mind's eye and her vision returned, she was overwhelmed with emotions. As she sat there trembling, clasping her hands together tightly so that she wouldn't cry wit

　　"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting that." Ann said a little breathlessly as she looked between Lexi, Allen and Greyson.　　Adam shared the same concerned expression as she did at the revelations that Eromaug would clearly stop at nothing to get his hands on Lexi.　　"You're absolutely sure that your father is willing to ally himself with us?" Ann asked as the baby in her arms began to stir and protest at the noise and unfamiliar surroundings it had found itself in.　　Lexi snorted loudly.　　"Of course he is. How could he not when his daughter is your right hand woman?" She winked.　　"We should put it to the council first." Adam said somberly as Lexi groaned loudly.　　"I'm sure they'll be thrilled at the opportunity," She muttered sarcastically as Ann laughed.　　"I think we should get hold of Bartholomew so that he can help us find a way to ‘tell' the council of our alliance, rather than ask for their permission." Ann mused thoughtfully, "He's pretty knowledgeable about who supports us,