Page 25 of How to Accidentally get Trapped in Hell
Not gonna lie, I’m close to pissing my pants. But when he’s mere inches from slicing me with the deadly-looking blade, he suddenly flies to the side like someone tackled him. The blade sails through the air, clattering to the ground three feet from where he lands. Droxley frantically looks around for the invisible threat before deciding he would be safe from whatever, orwhoeverattacked his brother by using me as a shield. He stands next to me and wraps his sweaty hand around my throat.
“Come near me and I’ll crush her windpipe,” he threatens.
“You know you can’t see them, right? How the fuck are you gonna know if they’re coming near you or not? Devil, you’re an idiot. Is everyone I’m related to stupid?” I mutter.
“Shut up!” he screams, spittle flying out of his mouth, landing on my cheek…Gross.He tightens his grip on my throat, cutting off any witty retort I may have had.
He freezes when the tip of the blade presses into his throat, drawing blood.
“I would let go, if I were you,” an incorporeal voice says, his tone promising violence.I know that voice!
“Oz?” I gasp as Droxley removes his hand.
“That’s right, Princess. Thought I might drop by and save the day.”
“Save away,” I concede with a relieved smile.
“Thanks for the permission, Princess,” he chuckles and suddenly I can see his too-handsome face as he smiles down at me. “Undo the chains, asshole.” He digs the dagger into Droxley’s throat until he complies and I’m finally free.
I shake out my arms, which are tingly from being stuck in that position for so long. When I feel steady enough, I stand and turn my attention to my would-be captors, one unconscious on the floor, the other held at knifepoint by a demon I suddenly want to do dirty things to. If it weren’t for Oz, things would not have gone well for me. I plan on thanking him in a big way. Just as soon as we deal with these assholes.
I pick up the cuffs that were around my wrists only moments ago and secure Droxley’s hands behind his back. Then I take the chains and wrap them tightly around Bartleby. These two thought they could attack me, hold me hostage, and bind me to them. Thankfully they didn’t succeed in doing the last part, but Payback’s a bitch and her name is Maddy.
“I know that look. Sorry, Princess, but you can’t kill them… Not yet at least. They’re responsible for the hellhounds going missing. We have to find them before we can end their miserable lives.”
My brain screeches to a halt at his words and I spin around to face him. “I’m sorry, what did you say? Hellhounds aremissing?”
“Yes, including Snowball.”
“You idiots really do have a death wish don’t you?” I shake my head, unable to comprehend the level of stupidity it takes to fuck with the devil. I slowly stalk Droxley, maintaining eye contact until I stop right in front of him. “Tell me where the hellhounds are.” This time, I feel the magic coating my words and when he opens his mouth, I know without a doubt it’s to reveal the exact location of the hellhounds.
“They’re in the Moaning Forest,” he grits out, clearly pissed that I can force him to speak the truth.
“How did you get them?” Again, my words are tinged with power and he has no choice but to tell me the truth, even though his eyes scream he wants to do anything but.
“My power is control over hellhounds. They do whatever I tell them to,” he robotically says the words, unable to stop himself from answering even as he glares at me with every word.
Well, that’s an interesting bit of information. As far as I know, everyone thought he didn’t have any power. We’ll have to investigate that more later. Right now, we have some hellhounds to return to their rightful homes. And some asshole uncles to lock up.
eighteen
Oz
ThelookonMaddy’sface when she realized I was there to save her was both heartbreaking and satisfying on a level that’s a little concerning. Heartbreaking because she shouldn’t have been in the position to need saving, and if she ever was, she should damn well be able to save herself. Satisfying because even after realizing it was me and not one of her mates, she instantly relaxed, trusting that I had everything under control. That level of trust from a near stranger, a woman who should hate me for my relationship with her mates and the way I treated both her and them, is humbling.
But I don’t have time to analyze my feelings for the beautiful, brave woman in front of me. We need to secure these fuckers and find the hellhounds before something happens to them.
“What should we do with these two?”
The fact that she defers to me makes me feel ten feet tall. “We should lock them up in Luc’s torture chamber then find the hounds,” I voice my previous thoughts and am pleased when she agrees.
“One torture chamber, coming right up!” she says moments before black smoke fills the room, wrapping around all four of us.
Seconds later, we appear in a room I’m so familiar with, I could tell you exactly where everything is with my eyes closed. Marjorkorie is still bound to the St. Andrew’s cross with her mouth gagged. Her eyes widen when she sees us with her brothers and I smile my terrifying, sadistic smile. She was counting on them saving her. Now they’re all trapped here with no one to rescue them. I wish I could bask in her despair but instead, I grab her brother and haul him to the side of the room where I lock Luc’s special cuffs around his ankles before stretching his arms just a little higher than they would comfortably go and shackle them to the wall.
When I’m done with Droxley, I turn to do the same to Bartleby, only to find him already chained to the opposite wall. Damn. A girl that can chain a demon up faster than me. And I thought watching her torture was sexy. I wonder if she’d let me tie her up like that…No. Focus. Get your head out of the gutter, asshole.
When I’m done mentally berating myself, I shake my head and walk closer to see what Maddy’s doing now. She smacks Bartleby in the chest then spins around with a smile. She steps to the side and I laugh when I see she left a sticky note on him telling Luc she’ll explain later. How does this girl tick all of my boxes? She’s gorgeous, she’s an efficient torturer, and she has a sassy as fuck sense of humor. I’m so screwed.
