Page 57 of The Demigod

“Shit,” I said, throwing myself over the center console to get into the driver’s seat.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Nox cried as one of the demons sprang ahead of the others, ramming himself into her door.

The shrieking sound of him scraping his talons down the metal had the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end as I got the key in the ignition and turned the car over.

As I threw it into drive, one of the other demons rushed in front of the car.

“Sweetness, seatbelt,” I demanded.

“No, no, no!” she yelled at the demon at her door who was punching at the window, spiderwebbing the glass.

Reaching over, I grabbed her belt, clicking it into place over her still-naked body.

Then I fucking floored it, ramming into the demon that I hoped might pop like a balloon, but it was more like hitting a fence.

His body went up on the hood, over the roof, then fell with a sick thud behind the car as I sped off.

“Get off, get off, get off!” Nox screamed, making me glance over to see the demon was holding onto the side of the car.

“Hold on,” I demanded, jerking the wheel, sending us off the road.

The car screeched as the pole of the traffic sign scraped across the front corner panel before scraping the demon off like a fucking barnacle.

“Go, go, go,” Nyx cried, her voice borderline hysterical.

I didn’t need to be told, though. My foot was to the floor, rushing through stop signs.

Demons were fast. But not even the best of us could outrun a car at full speed. Not even an old, clunky SUV like Nox had.

“I’ll, ah, pay for that,” I said, adrenaline surging through my veins as I tore down street after street, wanting as much distance between us and those demons as possible.

“No, why are you stopping?” Nox said a few moments later, her voice tight.

“Not stopping. Just pausing,” I told her. “To do this,” I added, grabbing her blanket and pulling it around her still-naked body. She was probably too scared to remember she was still tits-out. And we were about to head out of the backroads and into the more public ones, where she might be seen.

“Oh,” she said, sucking in a shaky breath. “That was a lot.”

“If it makes you feel any better, they’re as dumb as rocks,” I assured her, making sure she was covered up to the neck in the blanket.

“It doesn’t. He got through the glass right there,” she said, pointing to a spot where the wind was whistling in through the crack.

“We’ll be far away from them in just a few minutes,” I assured her, taking a second to tuck my cock away, then driving again, but observing the speed limits. I didn’t know if the human cops were still out patrolling for normal offenses, but we definitely didn’t need an indecent exposure charge while driving with precious—and likely expiring—cargo.

“They can’t track us?” she asked.

“The perk about lesser demons is they’re practically animals. Not a single thought going on in their little pea brains, except to kill or eat. Once we were out of sight, they forgot all about us.”

“What about Hades, though?”

“I honestly don’t know. If it was Lucifer, I might have an answer. But Hades is a bit of a mystery to me.”

“I think we’re all operating on limited information right now,” she agreed. “I mean, I guess there are some experts out there…”

“My brother was tracking one down when I last talked to him. Maybe when this is over, we can go back to my place and see what she knows.”

It was a casual invitation. But my stomach twisted at the idea of her saying no.

“Okay,” she agreed.

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