Chapter 18: A Warlord's Wrath (Cain's, Leon's then Cain's POV)

(Cain's POV)

I smirked in wicked delight when I looked at the squirming brunette. You should have never messed with me. I thought with a wicked chuckle. Now you will see why those who cross me don't live to tell the tale. As the Duchess dismissed us, I watched and followed the brunette to the training hall. I laughed darkly as I read the other man's body language. I closed my eyes and sniffed the air. Oh yes, I can smell your fear. Yes, Terran, fear me. As we walked in I felt my blood race in anticipation. I wasn't going to show this 'man' any mercy. I watched him take a stance, with no weapon in his hands and nodded. So, hand to hand combat is it? Very well then…so be it! I growled deep in my throat and lunged. I watched as the brunette dodge and throw a punch at me, which I chuckled and caught his fist with ease in one hand.

"You are not worth my time." I growled as I squeezed his fist, making sure I didn't crush his hand, which I could have done effortlessly. I watched him go to his knees. I sighed and tossed him to the other end of the room like a rag doll. I wouldn't kill him but I sure as hell wasn't going to let him get away with the hell he put me through. I wasn't going to be bullied. I waited for him to get up, which he did, and threw an array of punches and kicks, for it was only hand to hand combat and for Abel's sake, I stayed to fair play. But damn I was sorely tempted to end it quickly…Wrench his head from his shoulders, feast on his blood…My dark mind growled but I heard Abel's sweet soft voice chide me…

"Thou shall not kill." I growled again and cursed. This was really testing my patience! I looked at the brunette and smirked. Although he was able to block some of my assaults, others had landed, yielding a black eye, a busted lip, and bruised ribs. I wasn't even using half of my strength. He glared at me and went to the weapons. My warlord heart raced at this when he picked up a wicked looking sword and faced me, slashing as he went. I sighed but smirked in amusement. I dodged the blade, made way to the wall and yanked another sword off. Steel on steel clashed as we danced the dance of death. I was somewhat regretful that Abel was pregnant. I miss having a good fight, one that could thrill my blood…I needed someone of my caliber. I knew that this was going to bore me to tears. So I decided to spice it up a little…I closed my eyes and allowed myself to transform, summoning my black lance. I heard Leon say two words before I attacked.

"Aw Shit…."

(Leon's POV)

I couldn't shake off on how Nightlord was smirking at me. It was as if he was enjoying the fact that I was a bit scared. I tried to cover it up but it was too hard. The blond had a reputation that preceded him as a blood thirsty son of a bitch! He didn't get a flying fuck who was in his way, or knew mercy…I had to really make it out of this alive... I grabbed my discarded sword and took a stance but it was no use, I got smacked with a snow white wing, which, if I had been a baseball, would have scored a homerun! I broke one of the sandbags that others had used for kickboxing and saw stars. I was on my back but as soon as I tried to get up, I had a blond Crusnik looming over me, his blood lance holding me to the floor!

"I COULD KILL YOU RIGHT NOW AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT BUT, YOU ARE NOT WORTH IT!" With that he removed the lance and banished it, turning his back to me. "If you cross me again, I will not be responsible for my actions. Until we meet again…." He left me at that point and when I had the chance, I looked down at myself and blushed furiously.

I had pissed my pants!

(Cain's POV)

If I had not given my word to Abel and the others that blasted brunette would have died on the spot. No one made a fool out of me and lived. Abel had changed me so much that I feared that I was going soft. I walked to our room and was greeted by a relaxing Abel, who had been reading. He looked at me, calmly placed a mark and closed the book.

"So, do you feel better now?" He asked me as I took a seat beside him and rubbed his stomach gently.

"Yes, but I am not satisfied." I said glumly. "Although the Terran did piss his pants…" Abel looked at me wide eyed and laughed.

"Poor Leon, you scared him half to death!"

"Maybe he's learned to never cross me again."

"We'll never know."

"Oh no," I said as I sat back and closed my eyes, savoring my victory. "That's a promise."

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