The Alpha’s Love Came Late
"The demon feeds on fear. When it appears, you cannot show weakness. It will try to get inside your head, show you your worst nightmares, make you doubt. You have to hold the circle no matter what you see."
"What will we see?" one of the warriors asked nervously.
"Your worst fears made real. Things that will make you want to break the circle and run. But if you do, the demon escapes and we all die. So you hold. Understood?"
They all nodded, though Ivy saw the fear in their eyes.
She checked her weapons, silver blades dipped in holy water, a vial of blessed salt, the ancient texts Marcus had provided. Not much to fight a demon with, but it would have to do.