Chapter 180. The Return of the Succubus

POV: SOPHIE

I walked through the pack, passing through the gates and heading to the Succubus camp, which appeared restless, harsh, and less vibrant. Something was amiss; I noticed some of them on the ground, groaning in pain, while others seemed thinner, as if malnourished.

“What happened here?” I murmured to myself, heading to Nyxara's tent.

I sniffed the air; the nuances of desire and power were intense and concentrated only there, but the scent of despair was also present.

“Nyxara? It's me; we need to talk.” I spoke at the tent's entrance, waiting for some response. Nothing came back; I growled, entering.

I found her motionless, staring into nothing, looking distant, with the goblet in her hands, and many empty bottles scattered on the floor.

“Succubus?” I leaned on her shoulder, making her jump in fright. “Are you okay?”

“The beast was tireless, insatiable, and had so much power... So many desires, so much intensity!” She spoke wi