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Regardless of what other packs did, here was my chance to solidify my position in the pack. It would also give me the chance to see Saint and Jayce in action, which felt more like a privilege in a situation that wouldn't lead to my death.
"Rules are simple." Dimitris got straight to the point. "Don't kill each other. Feel free to do whatever as long as it won't lead to a fatality. And Saint, no constant healing."
"You just said I'm free to do whatever," Saint pointed out.
"Minus that," Dimitris grumbled. "We don't have hours to waste here."
"Hmph. Fine," he replied. "Healing every five minutes. Just to be nice."
"Make it two," I tossed back, already slipping into my fighter mode. "I don't need your pity points."
"You know it's hot when you speak all confident like that?" Saint suggested.
"Can I kill him?" Onyx whispered to Neo, but the rest of us answered with, "No."
"So dumb," Onyx concluded.
Our attention returned to Dimitris, and he waited for all eyes to be on him before continuing.
"If I say stop, it's over. And no forbidden magic. It's unnecessary and I don't want to personally deal with accidentally summoning the devil and getting the Coven's assistance to take his ass back to hell."
What did he say?
My gaze slowly returned to Saint, who had a shy grin on his face.
"First of all, that was a fucking accident," he began. "Second, Lucifer had it fucking coming."
"You summoned the devil because he had a vendetta against you?" I questioned and boy, was I fucking impressed.
"I love how the news of summoning the devil is making Sweetness question whether to jump in between Saint's sheets now or later," Neo noted.
"I'm not even going to comment," Viktor dryly noted.
"No one asked you!" I huffed as I looked over my shoulder to see his obvious judgemental expression. You couldn't simply ignore the idea of a man summoning the devil because he had shit to deal with face-to-face instead of waiting for the afterlife.
So fucking hot.
"If I knew doing that would be attractive, I would have struck a deal with him to come back on the regular."
"And trigger the apocalypse, why don't you?" Jayce suggested.
"Are you two ready?"
"Yes," I replied.
"More than ready," Saint declared.
Dimitris nodded once and lifted his hand up. "Ready. Set. Fight."
I stood perfectly still as my senses heightened immediately - the rich scent of the forest, the slightly chilled breeze of winter, and then a spark of magic thrumming through the crisp atmosphere.
Saint was all smiles as he remained in place as well, the two of us analyzing one another - anticipating who would move first.
My current problem was I didn't know the extent of Saint's powers. His energy was high up on what I'd call "holy" energy, magic that stemmed from the realms of light, but carried just as much lethality as any other elemental force.
I wasn't necessarily afraid of it, because I'd learned well into my teens with Aurelia as my best friend how to combat such magic, but the healing would be a big problem. Wolf shifters already healed fast. Adding how frequently he used his magic in that department only emphasized that he was a master at it.
Two minutes before he heals fully. I have to be fast, but if I let up even slightly, I'm bound to start over again.
