CHAPTER 74

  Bo

  The pain was blinding, but it wasn't a death blow. The five daggers sliced through my skin and deep inside me. He flexed his fingers, making the damage even worse. He fished around for a moment before clenching his hand into a fist. The demon pulled his bloody hand out with something small in his grip.

  Wait. I struggled to focus on whatever it was he had. It was small and covered in my blood.

  Had that come out of my body?

  I coughed a stream of blood and shuddered. The urge to lie down and give in was almost suffocating. I was going to die here and my mates were too far to even say goodbye to me.

  "Tell me, Lapdog, do you still think you are capable of taking me and my army on?" The demon clenched his fist and the organ he'd taken was crushed in his grip. "You can't even put up a fight against me on your own. You want to fight me and my men? You would need an army numbering in the thousands to stop me."