Elanor lunged across the room, slamming her hand against the demoness’s mouth, holding on tight as the muffled screams were still far too loud. She could even hear the barn animals above shift and knicker nervously but thankfully nobody came.

“Shh—you’re going to break our cover.”

“Let them come! They’re children! Their own! They deserve to die!” She snarled, fangs biting through her glove and Elanor winced but still held on, meeting those furious golden eyes. ...