Page 73 of Demon Unleashed

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An alarm blaring outside his cell ripped Zoltan from his dozing. He instantly jumped up and rushed to the door, trying to hear what was going on in the compound.

“Perimeter breach,” a female machine voice repeated over and over again, interlaced with the sound of a high-pitched horn. Then a male voice interrupted, “Demon attack! Everybody to the west entrance. I repeat: demon attack!”

Fuck! The demons had found them. How, Zoltan had no idea. They would attack Enya, and he was sitting in this damn lead cell and couldn’t help her. Frustrated, he hammered against the door.

“Let me out! Damn it! Open the fucking door and let me out! I can help you against the demons!”

But nobody answered his cry for help. The two men who’d stood guard in front of his cell were probably already gone, racing to help their brethren. And he stood here, helpless. Again he slammed his fist against the heavy door, and it suddenly opened outward.

Light streamed into the cell, and for a moment he was blinded.

“Quickly, let’s get out of here.”

“Enya?” He blinked.

Enya reached for him, grabbing his arm. “Do exactly as I say.”

He exited the cell. “Give me a weapon, so I can defend us from the demons.” He let his gaze roam, looking for the intruders, but so far the corridors were clear.

“There are no demons,” Enya said, and ushered him along a corridor.

“What?”

“It’s a diversion. I tricked the computer system into thinking that demons are attacking us.” She pointed to a flight of stairs. “Down that way.”

He ran next to her, taking two steps at a time. “To save me?”

She cast him a sideways glance. “They posted Grayson, one of the vampire hybrids, and Manus as your guards. I would have never gotten past them.”

“Smart girl.” He looked down the corridor Enya was leading him to and noticed that it was a dead end. “Where are we going?”

“The portal.” A moment later, she stopped dead in front of a stone wall and looked up.

Zoltan followed her gaze and looked straight into a camera. “Are we invisible?”

“Not yet.” She pressed her palm against the stone, and Zoltan noticed a glow beneath it.

An instant later, the stone was gone. The portal was open. Instead of immediately entering the dark space, Enya looked up at the camera again, then lifted her fist and extended her middle finger. He had to hand it to her: Enya wasn’t somebody who kept her opinions to herself.

“Get inside,” she ordered him, shoved him in, and followed. Inside, she took his arm. “Okay, do exactly as I say. We’re both invisible now, and we’re gonna march back out. Silence from here on out.”

He didn’t ask any questions, but followed her instructions. The moment they were back in the corridor, the portal closed. Enya held his hand, and again they rushed through several corridors, up a different set of stairs. Meanwhile, the alarm still blared, yet Zoltan didn’t talk, didn’t express his gratitude or the pride he felt for Enya. She was fooling her colleagues into thinking that they’d left the compound via the portal. They wouldn’t know where to start looking for them. And she’d done it all for him. His heart swelled with love. Nobody had ever shown him such loyalty, such devotion.

The alarm stopped. He looked at Enya. They were both thinking the same: her brethren had caught on to her diversion and realized that there was no demon attack. Another flight of stairs higher and Enya dragged him to the end of another corridor. There, she stopped and took a breath, then opened the door ahead of her. Finally, an exit.

They walked through the door, and Enya pulled it shut behind them.

Zoltan froze. They weren’t outside; they were still in the compound. He spun around.

“These are my private quarters,” she said. “They’ll never suspect that I’m hiding you here. They’ll be too busy figuring out where we went via the portal.”

He shook his head and pulled her into his arms. He lifted her off her feet, then captured her mouth in a searing kiss. For the moment they were both safe, and that was something to be grateful for.

With a sigh, he released her and looked into her eyes. “You keep saving me. You keep risking everything you’ve ever worked for. Why?”

She took a deep breath, and instinctively he knew that her answer was going to be more than just a casual remark. “Because I want my child to know its father.”