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The demons tugged at my arms, and we continued our trek outside. We passed a pool and a pool house, and into the woods beyond. Where were they taking me?
The terrain was uneven, and a short mound covered half of two big trees. In that mound was a metal door. One of the demons opened the door, the others pushed through it. We went down a flight of stairs, through another reinforced door, and into a long, dark, and cold corridor with several doors.
The prison cells.
Rotgar pushed me into one of the dark, humid cells. I tripped on the uneven floor and almost fell face-first. Once the door was locked behind me, the ropes around my wrists and torso disappeared. I stared at my free hands, then at the door.
Rotgar’s impassive face showed up in the small window at the top half of the door. “Don’t even think about it. The doors are reinforced with magic. You would have to be Prince Paimon to be able to escape them.”
I rammed against the door.
The demon took a large step back, his eyes wide. The door shook, but didn’t give. He was right. I could try to escape, but there was no getting out of here. At least not this way.
Resigned, I sat down on the rough floor and closed my eyes.
Let them think I had given up.
When they least expected, I would get out of here. And then I would go after a freaking dragon. Because if I couldn’t kill a former demon prince by myself, then I would at least take away the one thing that could make him whole again.
Without his powers back, Paimon wouldn’t be able to fight.
Without his powers, he would weaken more and more.
And when he was at his weakest, I would strike.
I would kill him.
11
SHANE
Despite the painand exhaustion assaulting every inch of my body, I stayed focused and alert. My wolf healing kicked in and in a couple of hours, I would be feeling a lot better.
That was the physical side of me.
As for the mental … a rising panic started deep in my chest. I had been in a cell before, for freaking six months. I had no way of escaping; the witches had made sure of that.
But this time, I had to.
I hoped Dot hadn’t remembered the wards she and the other witches had put in place when I was in the lodge with them, or that she alone couldn’t do the spells.
I took a long breath. If I was going to escape this place, it wouldn’t be while I panicked or slept, and I didn’t plan on escaping next week.
I was going to escape today.
I also didn’t want to think about Dot. Here was a witch who could undo my damn curse, but I couldn’t take her with me and killing her wasn’t an option as she was the only one who could reverse the curse.
I would deal with her another time.
Hours passed and no one came to check on me. I could hear them, though. Several demons were beyond the door, walking up and down the corridor and the stairs, keeping guard.
Eight hours after I had been put in here, just after sunset, two demons opened my cell door. One stayed put, in case I acted, and the other placed a tray with food on the floor.
My stomach growled. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, but my hunger could wait.
I held on to my anger and let my Shadow Wolf take over.
In a second, I had shifted.
