Eleanor’s POV
A table flipped over and the glasses shattered onto the floor, as the two demons rushed towards us. Both of the demon’s eyes had turned red, and they looked upon us with malice.
“You f*****g werewolves. Always sticking your dirty little snouts into places they don’t belong. When will you learn? When will you damn puppies learn to stay in your cages?” the first demon roared.
He lunged at us, but Alexander was already prepared. He dropped from his seat onto the floor, using one leg to stabilize himself and the other to swing into the demon’s legs, which caused it to fall hard onto the ground. I took the opportunity to pounce on top of him and used my claws to open its chest wide open. The demon shouted out, baring its teeth at me, and blood began seeping out from the wound
