Chapter 207

• “Zane!” his father shrieked, perceiving him wail in discomfort.
• A big chunk of glass stayed stabbed in his stomach. Blood slipped at his temple given that his head hit against a sharp rock, making the world around him spin.
• He did not get a second to steady himself as the ifrit galloped near him. He lifted Zander by his neck, his hold tightening around it. The wisp sound of his slow squeezing at zander’s neck had his father roar manically while he plunged at the demon, turning into his wolf.