Liam POV
"I am glad you could make it, uncle Jacob," I said when we broke the hug. "I came for a celebration, but it seems like I will have to put in some work too," he says, looking over at the cell. "Why does he look like that?" I ask confused. I have seen demons in my vision, but this one has no eyes or ears, only a mouth with razor-sharp teeth. He looks more like a deformed dog, if I am being honest.
"He is a Hellhound. They are more muscle than anything else. All they do is kill whoever their master tells them too. We can easily kill him, but I think we need to know what happened first. How did he even get here in the first place?" Jacob says, frowning. "We can figure that out later. The sun will set soon. You need to go get ready so you can greet the guests," mom says, and I nod.
