Page 49 of Demon Unleashed

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Enya’s eyes had adjusted to the dark quite easily. There was no light in the cell, but there was a tiny sliver of space between the door and the uneven ground that allowed her to see if somebody moved in front of her door. Every so often, she saw a shadow blocking the light, and once she’d heard a dog growl. She wasn’t surprised that the guard who stood outside the door was accompanied by a dog. It was common knowledge that the demons used dogs to sniff out Stealth Guardians who’d made themselves invisible. Not that she had a chance to do that here. In the lead-lined cell, she was powerless. There was no chance of escaping through the walls or door either, because just as she couldn’t make herself invisible here, she couldn’t dematerialize either. Which left her with only one option: to wait until somebody opened the door and hope they’d transfer her somewhere else. Then she’d take her chances.

She hadn’t been locked up for very long yet when she saw several demons’ shadows move in front of her cell, though she couldn’t hear any part of their conversation. Enya jumped up and continued watching the door. Finally, she heard a sound of metal scraping against metal. Somebody inserted the key into the lock and turned it.

The door opened. Green eyes was the first thing she saw. A second later, her eyes adjusted and she was able to make out the person, a male demon just a few inches taller than herself, but at least thirty to forty pounds heavier. He stepped into the cell, and behind him, Enya now saw the other demon, a woman, hover with her Doberman.

A rattling sound made her snap her gaze back to the male demon. Only now she noticed the shackles in his hands.

“You give me any trouble putting the cuffs on you, and Silvana will tell the dog to go for your throat,” the demon warned her.

She motioned to the shackles. “Let me guess, they’re made of lead.”

The demon chuckled. “We got ourselves a real smart cookie, haven’t we?”

“Not smart enough,” the female demon he’d called Silvana replied with a snort. “Now cuff her already, so we can get on with this.” She spoke with a strong accent.

Knowing there was no use trying to fight the two demons without her powers, Enya stretched out her arms to be chained. The chains would have the same effect as the lead cell: they bound her powers just as they bound her hands. The demons were smarter than she’d given them credit for. Much smarter, or she would have never fallen for Zoltan’s lies. Now all she could do was hope for an opportunity to free herself and hitch a ride into the human world with an unsuspecting demon—just like Logan and Winter had done, and Wesley and Virginia before them.

The demon tested the shackles. They held. “Now let’s go.” He shoved her out of the cell and turned her to the left, where Enya could see a long corridor with several branches leading in other directions.

“Stop, Wilson. I will take her,” Silvana said.

Wilson turned around, and Enya noticed the silent battle between the two, until Wilson shrugged. “Whatever.”

Wilson walked away, while Silvana sidled up to Enya, the dog on the outer flank. “This is how this is gonna work: you walk where I tell you to walk. Try to run, and I send Rex after you. He’s not been fed today.”

“And apparently neither have you.”

Silvana rammed her elbow into Enya’s side, making her lose her balance for a second. Then the demon leaned in as if they were suddenly best buddies. “Between you and me, I hope you’ll run. I love watching.”

Enya glared at her, but she didn’t unleash the barrage of four-letter words she had at the ready for this bitch. It wouldn’t help her cause. But later, when she was free—if she got free—she would make sure Silvana died a slow and painful death.

She didn’t bother asking where Silvana was taking her. The she-devil wouldn’t answer her anyway, so Enya used her energy to memorize the path they were taking. By her estimate, they walked less than five minutes before Silvana stopped at an unassuming door and knocked.

It took only seconds before the door was opened and a very familiar man appeared in the frame. Her jaw instantly tightened, and her hands balled into fists. Just the person whose face she wanted to pummel.

“Bring the prisoner in,” Zoltan said.

Silvana gave her a nod to proceed, but Enya didn’t budge.

“Fuck you!” Enya cursed and spat on the floor for good measure.

Silvana raised her arm and swung, but her fist never made contact with Enya’s face. Instead, her arm was held back by Zoltan himself. Obviously stunned, Silvana turned back to Zoltan.

“But she insulted you, oh G—”

“Enough!” he said. “I’ll deal with her. You may go.”

He reached for Enya’s shackles to pull her into the room. Enya had no choice but to move her legs, or she would have fallen right into his arms.

“Leave!”

“I shall guard your door with Rex.” Silvana nodded sternly.

“As you wish.” Zoltan slammed the door shut.

“You f—”