Page 265 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

Sadie raised her arms forward and flung her blood at the kings.

Bone slammed against rock.

Malum, Scorpius, and Orion fell to their knees.

“Sadie, let them go.” Jax rubbed his hands over his face with exasperation. “We’ve talked about this.”

John and the demons backed away from Sadie slowly.

Cobra arched his brow and sauntered over to her. “What did they do?”

Sadie spoke slowly, and her scratchy voice was raspier than usual. “They’ve enslaved Aran.”

Cobra stopped walking. Like a snake, he went perfectly still, and his round pupils flickered to slits.

Before I could blink, Ascher and Xerxes stood on either side of me.

“Is that true?” Ascher asked me, and his horns expanded.

Shhhhhhhhk. Xerxes sharpened his daggers.

I rubbed at my temples. “It’s not like that. Lately, they’ve been better about it. I mean technically, yes, but—”

“Kneel. Kiss the ground. Beg for forgiveness,” Sadie’s booming voice echoed across the island.

Scorpius and Orion kissed the rocks.

Malum started to lean forward, but he stopped midbend. Flames exploded across his body. With veins popping out of his neck as he strained, he slowly climbed to his feet. Steel-grey eyes flashed.

“Release my mates,” he growled.

My eyes widened.

No one had broken Sadie’s weird blood mind control before. I was slightly worried that she was all-powerful. I mean, she was forged by the moon goddess herself for war.

Yet Malum was snarling before her.

Enraged.

The knife tattooed on his neck glimmered like it was real metal.

It took a second for all of us to process what was happening, then I moved in tandem with Sadie’s mates.

All five of us flung ourselves in front of her protectively.

“I’m sorry,” Scorpius said mindlessly as he kissed the ground. Orion whispered the same words and also kissed the rocks.

Malum’s flames shot higher into the air until he was an inferno.

Sweat dripped down my forehead.

The heat increased.

“Let them go,” I ordered my friend as Jax reached for her face. She blocked his arm and glared at the bowing kings.

“If he wants to fight—” Sadie laughed hoarsely. “—I’ll fight.”

I gritted my teeth.

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