Page 37 of The Rebel Witch


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We’d first made love when I was weak and vulnerable. How would it feel now? How would it feel when I was the powerful one? I could ask the question because no matter how fast they bound my magic, I was still powerful. I was a predator waiting to break her leash. Why shouldn’t I enjoy myself while I was here?

It wasn’t like he could break me. I simply wouldn’t let his lies trick me.

Maybe I would take him with me when I left and then he would know what it meant to be my captive.

My whole body suddenly felt alive and then…

A scream split the air and I looked out the window to see a massive beast about to tear my best friend apart.

Chapter Six

Kelsey

I really hated the fact that I screamed as the big cat leapt my way. It’s not like it was a new experience for me. I’ve had lots of weird creatures try to kill me. I always meet them with my usual calm, stoic demeanor.

But this thing was drooling, and not like clear mucous, which would be gross enough. Nope. The Hell plane version of Cocaine Cat drooled something black and icky, and I remembered I was pregnant.

Fighting while pregnant, while necessary in some cases, also sucks because it’s impossible to not be worried about the tiny baby growing inside me.

So I did what I always do. My arm changed, skin going a demonic red complete with a nasty set of talons I did not use on the thing. Nope. I reared back and punched the fucker with everything I had.

I was surprised when the giant snarling cat flew back a hundred yards. I’m strong. I’ve got supernatural strength when I call on that arm, but this was something different.

Still, the cat was back on its feet in an instant, and Gray was moving in front of me.

“Get in the house, Kelsey,” Gray ordered.

Like I was doing that. That cat looked tough, and I wasn’t having Gray lose a limb even if it would grow back. I was sure he had some insane healing powers on this plane, but I had plans for him while we were here, and they did not include me playing nursemaid.

I moved beside him, taking the semiautomatic out of its holster and pointing it the cat’s way. I’d been forced to send Gladys with Sasha to protect her. I couldn’t bring her with me to the Hell plane, so here I was with human weapons up against a Hell beast.

“I thought nothing could hurt me here,” I muttered as the cat huffed and looked ready to pounce again.

“Yes, my dear, something has gone wrong. You should go investigate it,” Gray said, and it was obvious he’d gotten way better at talking through his large fangs. He was in what I liked to think of as a mid-change. He’d allowed his more demonic attributes out but kept his human size. His demonic size would rip through that gorgeous suit of his.

He’d also developed a sense of humor he hadn’t had before. “Will do, as soon as we put this thing down.”

Gray ignored me and moved toward the cat. “I amtheSloane, master of this plane, and you will calm down.”

The cat swiped a giant clawed paw his way.

“Kelsey, I think you should get back,” a new voice said.

I took the chance to glance behind me, and Liv and Casey were on the stairs that led up to the big house. I hated the fact that my eyes went straight to that collar Lily had promised would keep her under control. I could use some of her magic right now.

Liv had been the one to tell me to get back. I was surprised at that. “I thought your life would be easier if some Hell beast ate me. When did you join the ‘protect the women’ contingency? Myrddin is hell on your feminism.”

She frowned and put a hand on her hips. “I was trying to be nice. Fine. Let that thing eat you. Also, I wasn’t thinking about you. I was thinking about the baby. If you want to let some gross tiger thing eat your baby, who am I to tell you no.”

Casey was frowning my way, too. “Hey, she’s trying. She didn’t want you to die. It’s progress.”

I would have said something sarcastic back, but Gray suddenly had a like five-hundred-pound cat trying to take out his throat. They were rolling around on the ground and Gray was trying to punch the cat in the face, and it was undignified.

So I walked up and put two bullets in the cat’s head. Bullets worked on the Hell plane nicely, and I didn’t have to worry about anyone stealing my gun and using it to close the door to the Heaven plane.

The night went quiet again, and Gray’s dark eyes were staring up at me.

“I almost had him,” Gray said, pushing the cat off.

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