Dr. Luna
Demon War: Rise of the Alpha Chapter 44

Wyatt stormed through the door. He had insisted on having the main entrance. He led the charge with Kade at his side. They entered into a dimly lit room which was not a problem for them with their werewolf sight. The lighting wasn't the problem, it was the smell. The scent was burning their noses and confusing their senses. They were not able to smell the scent of the witches over the irritating smell. A couple of the wolves pawed at their noses in an effort to alleviate the burn.

It wasn't just as simple as smelling bad. It felt like red hot pokers were being shoved up their nostrils. It made their eyes water and blurred their vision slightly. Wyatt scanned over the area. A gut-wrenching reality hit him. They were waiting for them. They knew they were coming. Which meant this whole house was one big trap for the wolves.

Freya it's a trap are you alright?

Silence.

Wyatt, I can't reach Sam. Kade said nervously. He had tried to check in on his son and didn't get a response.

Wyatt sighed a bit in relief though this still unnerved him. I can't contact Freya either. There must be some sort of distant block? I mean we can still communicate. Unless each room has a barrier on it. Stay alert. They were obviously expecting us. How?

Yes... how indeed. Wyatt lowered his head and began to walk forward searching for the enemy that was hiding. Someone had tipped them off and he would find out who. If those witches betrayed him there would be hell to pay. Though he knew Erica would not have led them into a trap.

He led his group of fighters forward. When they reached the stairs that ascended to the next floor, they slowly crept upwards. It was too late to turn back. They would just have to be cautious. He lifted his eyes to the top and tried to focus on the task at hand. He needed to believe in the others.

Xander rushed inside with Jason and Winston. Immediately the strong scent began to burn their eyes and nostrils. Jason snorted loudly and looked out over the room. Some strange incense was burning that was also creating a smokey haze in the room. The witches didn't follow us in. Winston looked up to Jason who glanced his head backwards briefly.

Wyatt?! Jin?! Jason growled lowly at the same time Winston did.

I can't reach Adam. Winston danced on his paws nervously as he looked around the room.

Easy Winston. There must be some sort of block. I can't reach Jin or Wyatt either. Concentrate. They must have known we were coming. Jason heard a low snarl rip through Xander's throat. He immediately lifted his gaze to follow his. Through the foggy room there was a light that flickered from another room. Shadows also danced on the walls. Someone was in there.

They would have to enter one at a time through the door. It was dangerous and more than likely another trap. Jason took a step forward and looked at the leading wolf. It was his way of letting him know he would check it out first.

Jason's colossal bear slowly walked towards the door. His nose was numb from the incense, he was unable to smell what lurked behind that door. Whatever it was, if it wanted a fight, he would oblige it.

Be careful Jase. Winston said quietly through their link.

Jason stayed focused on the door but nodded his head. He needed to take down whoever was here so he could race to Jin and Wyatt. He didn't like this situation one bit and was now beginning to worry about his brother and mate. With a fierce determination he stepped into the room and towards who was waiting for him.

Tony crashed through the door with Sam while Jin flew in from the top. She gracefully landed to her feet. She looked back at the wolves all shaking their heads and pawing at the noses. The scent was strong but not unbearable for her. It must be something that affects the shifters. She looked around the foggy room with a frown. They were expecting them.

Jason...Wyatt? The odds that something happened to both of them was unlikely. She reasoned there was something blocking the mind link. Jin stared through the foggy room. The wind began to swirl in a circle creating a vacuum suctioning the incense smell into it. She was able to locate the several sources and with the aid of her wind pushed it all out the door.

Jin took in a breath of fresh air and tilted her head down to the wolves. "There isn't that better?" She giggled before returning her attention forward. She noticed Tony was beginning to act strangely. He began to pace around the room tilting his head up. His pacing became more menacing until he finally locked his gaze on a door at the far end of the room.

Jin walked up to the door and quietly opened it. It was a set of stairs that led downwards into darkness. Something was down there, she could sense it. Suddenly Tony shot past her and plunged into darkness. His pack immediately raced behind him. Jin looked back at Sam with wide eyes. "Well so much for having a strategy."

Sam growled and shook his head as he walked up next to Jin.

"Well, I guess we go down too." Jin said as she bit her bottom lip. There was no telling what was down there. Jin took a step downwards with Sam at her side. After only a few steps she was blanketed by darkness.

The smell in the room beat against Freya's face. A couple of the wolves with her whimpered and shook their heads. She immediately pulled cloth over her face. Damn witches. She looked over the hazy room for a moment as she studied in. Then in ungodly speed she jumped from several different corners and threw several bagged items outside.

She brushed her hands against the other clearing off any remnants of the incense. She looked at her pack of wolves. "The scent will clear soon." She looked over the wolves and a frown formed over her lips. The witches had not entered the house with them. Were they waiting to see if they needed their help or was there something else to it?

I can't reach Winston or Wyatt. Adam said in a startled voice.

Freya looked around the room. "They must have made barriers throughout the house. One thing is certain... they were expecting us." She hadn't expected these dirty games the witches played. It wasn't her style. Go straight for the kill that is who she is. Yes... that is exactly who she is.

Freya looked around the room. They were in a kitchen that led into a large dining hall. Beyond that was a door that was half cracked open. She closed her eyes and searched for the energy in the room. There were three medium strong energies waiting in the room. Upper class witches. The room was obviously a trap for the werewolves. But... she wasn't just a werewolf. She was so much more. She went through a quick play by play in her head. She would need to be quick.

They are waiting for us in the next room. Freya said to her pack of wolves. I must not keep them waiting. That would be...rude. A crimson smile spread to Freya's lips. She didn't wait for the wolves. She was the demon huntress who was on a mission to kill. In a blur, she dashed forward and into the room where the three witches were waiting.

She didn't hesitate. The moment she went into the room she already knew the decision she had made. One. Two. Three. Slice. Stab. Slice.

Blood splattered over Freya's face and as the wolves arrived, just a second behind Freya, three bodies fell to the floor.

Freya looked down at the dead bodies and clicked her tongue. "Some people should really learn their limits when it comes to hosting a party." A smile rose over her face and she rolled her shoulders back. "On to the next room."

The wolves stood there frozen looking at the dead bodies. How did she kill them so fast? They were right behind her. Adam watched as the blood continued to spill over the floor from the lifeless corpses. Inwardly he was smiling. When he had to work in a group for projects, he always picked the team where he didn't have to do a lot of work. He would take naps while the other people did all the research and presentation. Then he got full credit for their hard work. Looks like he got paired with a good group once again. Lucky! "Well you coming?" Freya smirked back at Adam who wagged his tail in response.

Freya was in her element and her pack members were in awe of her lethal skill. She didn't know it but they were on cloud nine. They had the most badass Luna in the world. The wolves followed proudly behind Freya.

The door slammed shut as soon as Jason walked through. The sound of growls and paws scraping the door was heard but they were not able to break through. The door had been fortified with magic. Jason looked into the new room and noticed several silhouettes in the shadows.

"Well what do we have here?" One of the voices hissed.

Three witches walked up from the dark corner they were standing in and came into the light.

"I haven't seen a werebear in quite some time." A witch with blonde hair and ivory skin said with a sadistic smile.

Jason growled at the woman. He could feel a pressure holding him in place. He held his eyes on the women who were gloating in their capture.

"What's the matter, big scary bear. Can't you move?" A woman with brown and gray hair snickered with a smirk on her face.

Jason let out a low grunt as his body began to feel like it was being whipped by a lead pipe. Whip after whip with a strong pressure pulling him down. "Awe. Poor fella. He won't be able to last too much longer." A woman with black hair pointed her finger at Jason and twirled it around increasing the whipping. "Drazelle quit playing with him already. We still have those mutts in the other room to deal with." The blonde woman sneered at Jason.

"Yeah and the self-proclaimed werewolf king to kill. They better not have started torturing him without us." Drazelle said with a bit of agitation.

The three women were relaxed. They were not afraid of Jason at all. In fact, they had completely overlooked his presence. Stupid witches. He wasn't just a werebear. He was a guardian. They had made a fatal mistake. Jason had waited to see the extent of their power and strength. It seemed as though that was it. Pffft. Parlor tricks. Jason straightened up and took a strong step forward.

The three witches looked at him in fear. "He-He moved."

"How was he able to move?" Drazelle said with a quiver in her voice.

Jason snarled as he took another step towards the witches. He maybe could have let it go if it was just about injuring him. Hell, he could have given them leniency even over wanting to injure the rest of the pack. But they had lit a fire inside of him. They had talked about killing Wyatt. They wanted to see him get tortured and killed. That was the moment Jason knew what he was going to do. There was no forgiveness when it came to Wyatt. None. He took a couple powerful steps closer and glared at the three witches. They were no match for a guardian. He lifted his front in the air and stomped down forcefully with an ear shattering roar, creating a powerful surge that knocked the women down, stunning them.

Jason quickly swiped his claws over each woman splattering their blood throughout the room. He didn't even blink at killing them. The only thing he was focusing on was they wanted to kill Wyatt. He stood over in front of the bodies heaving angrily. He had no remorse as he watched the pooling blood on the floor. The only thing going through his mind now was getting to everyone else. He needed to find Wyatt and Jin.

As the last witch quit breathing the door behind Jason was torn down. The magic had died with the witches. He tilted his head back as Winston and Xander ran up looking over the dead bodies.

Damn Jason you don't mess around. Winston wagged his tail as he panted happily glad to see he was okay.

No time to celebrate. We have to find the others. Jason turned and proceeded to the next door. The faster they eliminated the enemy the better. He was just hoping they were not getting more tangled in a dangerous web.