Free Brady's Hellion by Linda Wisdom

creatures pulling Raven beside
him.
    Their dark chortles sounded like cackles as they
pushed him down to the ground. Raven was pushed to one side. As she
stumbled, a circle suddenly appeared on the ground and she was
effectively trapped within its invisible confines.
    “The females are used to pain. It is their lot. You
took what was mine. I claim it back.”
    Brady lifted his head and faced the creature that
tried to look human., He could tell there was nothing human about
the thing even if it was dressed like a clichéd thug in jeans,
black t-shirt and shit kickers. Its shoulder-length hair hung down
its back in a mass of oily black curls. A stench of sulpher
permeated from its skin and stung Brady’s nostrils.
    “I smell your cum on the female,” the creature
hissed, swinging what Brady could only call a bad-ass sword
guaranteed to slice him in half as easily as if he was soft butter.
“The female is mine and you have desecrated her. She will be
punished for that and so will you.”
    “I am not yours, Pahso!” Raven shouted from the
sidelines. “I told Shar. He will be angry if you dare harm me.”
    “Raven, shut the fuck up,” Brady ordered, not taking
his eyes off what might look human but sure as hell didn’t sound or
smell human. Man, this thing stunk worse than a landfill under a
hot sun. “Like the lady said, she doesn’t belong to you.”
    A hint of a black forked tongue appeared past the
creature’s lips as it circled Brady who turned in a tight circle so
he wouldn’t end up with a surprise attack.
    “What did you do to all the guests and staff?” he
asked. He didn’t want to think of the number of causalities
involved if the creature had his way.
    It smiled, if the stretching of what must be its lips
could be called anything remotely like that.
    It flicked its fingers as if they held no importance.
“They are all asleep.”
    “He must have used a slumber spell. It would be an
easy matter to use one that would affect everyone but us,” Raven
called out. “Since this is considered purely a family matter he
would be barred from harming everyone here. They won’t awaken until
this is finished.”
    Brady did not want to think what finished meant. He
had an idea it involved blood and pain. Namely, his.
    Pahso’s slitted eyes momentarily slid over her in a
caress that was like black pitch. He turned his head and smirked at
Brady.
    Just seeing his action had Brady wishing for a long
hot shower with plenty of soap. He hated to think what Raven felt
like. Judging by the look on her face, she wanted to tear the
creature’s head off.
    “Shar spoiled you shamefully. He allowed you to run
free when you should have been properly trained to stand by my side
as my mate and perform your duties in a proper manner,” it hissed.
“It appears I will have to train you myself.” The lust glittering
in its eyes sent a wave of disgust through Brady’s body. He didn’t
want to contemplate this thing touching Raven with even the tip of
its finger.
    “Shar doesn’t control me! I told you before, Pahso,
that there will be no mating ceremony.” Raven started to lunge at
it, but the edge of the invisible circle bounced her back hard
enough that she almost fell on her ass. She settled for pounding
her fists against the invisible barrier and screaming threats at
Pahso that curled Brady’s hair and had him grateful she was on his
side.
    Shit! Brady had no idea what insanity he was caught
up in, but it was definitely not good. If he wasn’t careful he had
a bad feeling he could end up being dragged off to some dank hole
populated by things that were pals of the psychopath facing him.
Not to mention it was waving around a sword with the intent of
cutting off his head and possibly his dick and not necessarily in
that order. Brady was determined to not be dragged off to any
hellish dungeon minus any body parts he considered important.
    What kind of brother was Shar that he allowed this
thing to come up here and just