Chapter 8

She was saved by her many thoughts of such. The mademoiselle knew this much.

She opens her eyes only to know who might her miracle savior be. Or if there will, be anyone left, to save her from the clutches of a mere maid that overpowered her. She underestimated her opponent, one of the biggest mistake she have ever done. She was one at fault. No one else, but her.

'Shes a worthy opponent' as she welcomes her defeat strong arms craddle her like a new born baby. The young mistress welcome death knocking on her last life as her vision dims slowly. A snarling voice premated in resonance as the vibrations made her shiver and send chills down her spine.

It was none other than my slave. My newly bought boy from the black market that the mistress bought previously. He was accountable to the well-being of his mistress since she was his new 'master'. His snarling became more eager and sounded or louder in each huff of breath.

Snapping of bones and morphing into a beast as his hair thickens and grow in numerous multiple numbers like a Chubaca from Star Wars. But he resembles a big dog more like a wild wolf with grey and black fur in different hues like a gradient of used charcoal.

As his true form emerged. The mistress eyes was in crystal clear vision as the back of the slave's monstrous form was all she saw. He blocking the maid from, landing the finishing blow on her. He knew, he had to protect her. it was an instinct. And, she was an omega to him. a female.

He had sensed of responsibility, as a male. Werewolves are like that. They protect their females regardless, if they are their mate or not.

It was their duty. Males on what ever status lower to the alpha must protect their females, to maintain the balance of their kind to prosper and flourish.

Faun was no match for him. Faun was full on offense. As left and right, Max's attacks are strong and powerful in full blast leaving burning and sore marks. In which to implicate that she was weaken by every hit she endures. As to only pull out in a short amount of recovery to regenerate in a hiding spot that she manages. But in full speed. Max the slave finds her and begins to again penetrate her defenses as she is pushed to the edge leaving her to her doom as in any moment. She could collapse and it will be the end of her.

Faun had no choice but to use her secret power. To pull out something of her sleeve, in regards to this situation. Magic.

Strength vs magic. She recites in Faldic language "Lumious etse" in a strong voice with an open palm a yellow magic circle with alien mystic shrubs appears it is activated and powers a full boom of light power. Max was caught off guard and sent flying on a wall forming crash as rumble surrounds the slave.

Faun is then relief that she had defeated them both. The mistress and her pawn slave.

Max also had something of his sleeve. A wild card if you will. Faun nearing the exit as the misty fog with blazing laser eyes that followed. Faun looked back. She saw nothing. 'I must be seeing things.' she thought. As she turned her back once more claw marks etch her skin, deep splurting blood from her open wounds and a drool of blood dripped down her open mouth in a shocked expression. She was mistaken. She didn't see that coming as she stumbled down with a loud thump like a log that was chopped in half. And was dragged into the the dust that fogged the room.

Magic control his actions. Faun with the remaining power that she possess, she tried to turn the tables into being in control of the fight. But the maid wasn't going down, without a fight. What a stubborn mule she is. Faun wasn't ready to give up and die her dreams; were as shallow as anyone but, she wanted to see them be fulfilled, to have no regrets. Tears stream down her face cause she didn't stand a chance against a brute, and more so, over a male triple her size. Beating him single-handledly was by far, a dream come true for a peasant like her. 'I won't lose!! I won't allow it'

But wild wolf used his roar to scare and show his undeniable dominance that she was beneath him

It was very effective. And it brought her to her knees she could not stand properly like cooked soft noodles they were weak.

And she had to settle it as she used the mistress face to escape.

The young mistress bites the maid Faun in exchange to not let her easily escape.