Space Wolves, How Did You Teach Your Children?

Slaanesh daemons always arrived with lewd music and a strange scent that mingled fragrance with blood.

Talina, in her unleashed form, stood behind Wodhaus. Her shape resembled a jellyfish more than anything else. Tens of thousands of pink tentacles extended from beneath her dark crimson fleshy mantle. Covered in scars and gouges, those tentacles outlined a rough humanoid shape.

The sudden appearance of the Slaanesh daemon gave Wodhaus a violent start, but Talina's voice soon soothed his panic.

"We're allies now, you stinking wolf pup."

Talina's tentacles settled onto Wodhaus's body. Fine rootlets spread across him in an instant, and he now glowed with the same inhuman, lewd pink as Talina's tentacles.

"Daemon Symbiosis!" Aurora cried. "You bound your soul to that Slaanesh daemon? You damned bastard! You've disgraced your father!"

It was not, in fact, a soul binding. Wodhaus wanted to correct Aurora, but Aurora's next words made him abandon the thought.

He could find plenty of excuses and reasons for why he knew so much about daemons and daemon sorcery... but in the dead of night, he too would quietly wonder how he had ended up like this. Without Lin Fan's protection and assurance, Kaiser Whitefang would have chopped him to death with an axe long ago.

Hah... The old wolf sighed. He emptied his mind, lowered his soul's defenses, and devoted himself entirely to the final stage of constructing the spell.

He could sense Talina's craving and greed for his soul, as well as her restraint and concern.

These daemons were quite obedient to their master's commands.

Unlike Wodhaus's calmness, Aurora's face had turned livid. He was so enraged by the disgrace Space Wolves had produced that he could scarcely speak. He emptied the plasma pistol's entire charge into Talina's daemonic shell, then viciously drove his dagger