Chapter 273 Return as Heroes


    The journey out to thest spot that had been scouted by the Enve’s Specialist handlers and their


    direwolves had been ufortable to say the least.


    The standard ck armored transport with tinted windows was not air conditioned, and the heat in the


    back was stifling. The only breeze came from the window in the front passenger seat, where Lord


    Brarthroroz was seated next to an obviously tense driver.


    The specialists that apanied them sat in the front two rows, asionally throwing worried nces


    back at the cages, as Lexi grinned unashamedly at them from her seat next to Allen on the back row.


    “Do you have to torment everyone that youe into contact with?” Allen murmured in annoyance as


    he rolled his eyes.


    “What? I’m just being friendly.” Lexi protested with a shrug, her eyes glinting mischievously.


    Allen raised an eyebrow at her as Lexi snorted.


    “Look, I’m hot, I feel like we’ve been cooped up in this tin can forever and I’m already bored. A girls


    gotta do what a girls gotta do to keep herself entertained, beta-boy.” She winked.


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    “It wouldn’t be so damn hot if you hadn’t brought those…those things with us for a ride along.” Allen


    grumbled as he nced back at the cage, “I don’t know why you couldn’t just teleport them in when we


    arrived.”


    “Don’t you listen to the grumpy old smelly furball, my poor little babies” Lexi gushed as she crouched


    down in front of the metal grill and stuck a few f*ingers through to scratch under the chin of one of the


    sinister looking hellhounds, “The big old meanie just doesn’t appreciate your uniqueness, does he?”


    The hellhound’s eyes seemed to ze over as its eyelids lowered in an expression of what seemed to


    Allen, to look like ecstasy. He shuddered at the eerie turquoise light that seemed to prate the


    hounds eyelids with their unnatural light and nced across in sympathy at the enormous direwolves


    that huddled together in the corner of the cage, eyeing the beasts and their clearly insane mistress with


    suspicion and a healthy dose of fear.


    “I sometimes wonder what goes on inside your head.” Allen murmured with a mixture of awe and


    disgust.


    “A pretty gooey mix of sass, s****l depravity and an incredible amount of time devoted to thinking about


    cake, surprisingly enough,” She answered offhandedly as the hellhound pushed its snout against the


    metal grill and she nted a gentle k*iss on it, before standing and taking her seat next to Allen again.


    The only sound in the silence of the van otherthan the hum of the motor, was Lexi’s contented sigh and


    Lord Brarthroroz’s deep chuckle from the front of the van.


    After a few hours of constant motion, they pulled off onto a dirt track that abruptly ended a short way


    along and they continued on through the overgrown field towards the edge of the sprawling forest that


    lay in front of them.


    The closer they got, the more excited the hellhounds became, nudging at the heavy doors of the back


    of the van as if eager to be off.


    The van pulled to a stop and they exited the vehicle, the team that had traveled with them, hanging


    back a short way and making themselves look busy as Lexi sauntered past them with a snort.


    “Amateurs.” She muttered with a shake of her head as she flipped thetch on the outside of the van


    and flung them wide.


    As soon as she did, the hellhounds were out and fussing around her as she giggled like a child, and the


    dire wolves that had shared the cage with them slunk past them carefully before bolting to their


    handlers.


    “Anyone would think you were frolicking in a field with a bunch of cute little puppies.. .not fully grown


    hellhounds.” Allen sneered.


    Lexi scowled over her shoulder at him at the same time as the unlikely pets focused their full attention


    on him and bared their teeth in a viscous snarl, growling lightly. Allen swallowed nervously, suddenly


    feeling very vulnerable.


    “Just so you know Allen, these three hounds are puppies…and they are as intelligent as you or I,” Lord


    Brarthroroz advised as he leaned in by his ear, making him jump slightly, “I would be careful what you


    say. They understand every word.”


    Allen blinked at him dumbly with wide eyes, at a loss for words as Lord Brarthroroz wandered over to


    the so-called puppies and indulged them with the belly scratches that they were begging for.


    “No offense Beta, but, aren’t you a little… I don’t know.. .freaked out by all this?” one of the specialists


    asked quietly as they joined Allen to watch withplex expressions, the almost unnatural sight of an


    oversized Daemon Lord and his daughter ying with the monstrous looking hounds as if they were


    harmless and not at all moments away from embarking on a potentially deadly expedition.


    “I mean, I suppose at one time, I would have been,” Allen sighed, “But I’m rapidly learning that I’m far


    more epting of things like this, the longer that I spend with my mate.”


    The specialists exchangedplicated looks with each other and returned to their dire wolves,


    beginning to attach the harnesses that held their equipment to them and Allen looked between the two


    groups with a resigned look.


    He was part of two worlds that had collided in a spectacr fashion and for all the odd looks and


    whispers that went on behind their backs, the sooner the shifters epted and weed different


    species among them, the easier it would be to repel threats like Narcissa and Eromaug before they


    became an issue.


    He knew damn well that these specialists were going to go back to the Enve with stories to tell about


    how terrifying Lexi and her fathers abilities were, and some of those people who would listen would try


    to twist it to their own ends, nting the seeds of discord that would further their own goals and divide


    communities further.


    After all, at one time, Allen would have been among those people who would be all too easily


    persuaded about the potential evils of Lexi and her father.


    There would beparisons between this Eromaug and Lord Brarthroroz, then the questions about


    what made them so different from one another and what would stop Lord Brarthroroz from turning on


    them and working to destroy them, as his brother had done for years in secret.


    This mission to destroy the sites would be imperative in shaping the narrative around Lexi and her


    father once it wasplete, and it was just as important that theypleted the tasks with minimal


    incident. That part at least, would be rtively easy to control.


    What was not so easy to predict, and therefore mitigate, is what they might find when and if they


    seeded in restoringmunications. He could only hope that for Lexi’s sake, Greyson and his team


    were holed up somewhere and able to defend themselves until help arrived.


    Anything else could prove disastrous for them all. Lexi and her father needed to return as heroes, not


    as bearers of bad news and cast as the viins of the whole ordeal by those desperate to see not only


    them, but Ann and Adam fail too.