*~This is the birth of Azazel from my first book~*
*~Aurora's POV~*
Darius turned sharply to Cayden, eyes flashing.
"I thought you said she's at home with the kids. What's she doing here… killing my men?"
Cayden cracked his knuckles, dark magic flickering across his skin. "Guess the mama bear decided to take out the danger harming her baby first."
The demons surged, a tidal wave of claws and fangs and snarling shadows. But the moment they attacked, the ground beneath them trembled — a low, vibrating pulse from Hazel. She moved like liquid silver, weaving through the chaos, her wolf form lashing, her witchcraft twisting the air around her. Flames erupted from her palms, consuming the first wave before they even landed a blow. Every demon she touched screamed as their life force drained, tethered back to her crescent power.
