Page 38 of Wolf Domination


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Hands caught me as I groaned and tried to recover quickly, but the heaviness of not releasing the immense power I’d dared to conjure was either going to kill me or destroy the fucking world.

With those destined to be loved by me…

"Shit. He needs to release that energy!” Arthur snapped. “Or it’ll consume him.”

“How do we make him release it?” I heard Willow’s weak but frantic voice. My poor, Sweet Flower. I was causing her so much trouble when I was supposed to give her salvation.

“Fuck. He won’t do it!” Arthur stressed.

“You haven’t even asked him! He’s not completely unconscious. Saint?” Willow tried to reach me but Arthur immediately countered with, “No. He won’t release the energy because it’ll kill us instantly. It’s like the collar! All dark magic is like that. What’s summoned can’t be simply released like other lines of magic. Dark magic as powerful as Saint’s needs an outlet. It needs to either be absorbed or released to wreak havoc like it was summoned to do.”

“How do you know for sure?”

“I was forced to research about every single one of you!” he revealed in pure urgency. “I know the consequences of a Dark Lord who loses control of his fucking sanity.”

“Meaning the Vile Queen did this all on purpose,” Willow concluded.

My Blossoming Flower is so fucking smart.

"Your eyes tell me you have a plan.”

“I do,” he admitted. “And you’re not going to like it.”

“Great,” Willow sweetly commented. “Let’s do it.”

“You really are insane.” Arthur sighed and yet sounded pleased. “Can I call you Sweet Domino on the regular now?”

“No.”

“Aww,” he commented but then went straight into what had to be done. “We absorb the energy and you send it through the pack bond.”

“To kill my other seven boyfriends? That’s a no.”

“Seven? Where’s Loki?”

“He’s not in the pack!” Willow stressed.

“Well, get his ass in it,” Arthur stressed. “That’s the only way your playboy Dark Lord is surviving.”

“Why?”

“This magic isn’t just conjured shadow magic, De Luca,” he emphasized. “This is HIS core essence. His soul magic. The truth revealed triggered the reaction, and if we simply let his energy burst through this broken church, not only will we all die, but you’ll give the Vatican exactly what they need! This energy is part of his soul and it can be used to feed the chalice if trapped. He’d literally be stuck being their power source of eternity!”

“Shit,” Willow cursed in horror. “Fucking hell. We fell into a trap.”

“My fault,” Arthur whispered with dread. “I…I didn’t think you’d be bold enough to try to remove the ownership of the collar. Fuck, I’ve never seen anyone in existence be as boldly stupid as you!”

“You know, insulting me isn’t getting you laid, saved, or accepted into my Forbidden Pack,” Willow noted. “Wait. Why exactly am I sending the energy to the others?”

“So you don’t die, duh?” he countered.

“Duh?” she repeated with a bark of anger but continued, “But what about you? You’re sending the energy into a pack?”

“I don’t have a pack,” he said casually.

“So you’ll die?!” Willow gasped.

“Probably?” He didn’t even sound sure. “I’ve survived a lot of shit in my captured life, but I don’t think I can avoid soul magic that has every intention of destroying anything it touches.”

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