Wrath and Temptation

It was as if a tornado had torn through Lex's office, leaving destruction in its wake. Arlo, who had borne the brunt of Mason's fury, was on the floor against the wall. The warlock had unleashed his powers in a fit of rage upon hearing the news of John's escape. The once orderly room was now a scene of chaos, with cracked walls, plaster dust coating every surface, and a suffocating aura of darkness lingering in the air.

"Tell me what happened again," Mason's voice commanded, dark and menacing. Arlo swallowed hard from his place on the floor, his face cut and bruised, his clothes torn and revealing healing wounds on his body. "By the time we got there, he was going through a portal," Arlo explained, readjusting his broken nose. "I tried to grab him, but I only managed to slash his back."

"Bloody Zion," Mason growled, his voice impressively low, as if he were a primal shifter. "But I will take care of it once I snatch his precious little thing before his eyes." He squeezed his fists ti