Page 72 of Hell Fae King

Or gone above ground.

I glanced upward. “You don’t think…”

“Fuck,” Ajax repeated, clearly following my train of thought.

Both of us vanished at the same time, Ajax shadowing and me ashing, and arrived just outside of the detention dungeon. One glance toward the Candidate Headquarters confirmed my fears—the prisoners had escaped.

And not just a handful, but several.

Ajax instantly took out his wand as my sword formed in my hand.

“I’ve got the Minotaur,” I informed him.

“Which one?” Ajax asked, causing my lips to curl down.

I glanced at him and saw he was focused on the nearby arena where two bull-like Nightmare Fae and various others were prowling around. “That’s impossible,” I said under my breath. “Typhos wouldn’t have this many prisoners masked in Nightmare Fae mirages.”

“Yeah, not to mention, last I checked, there was only one Minotaur in the cells,” Ajax echoed. “Not two.”

Shit.Something wasn’t right.

A thought that was confirmed as multiple Nightmare Fae barreled out of the arena and headed straight for the snake-vined walls that surrounded the library and bridal dorms.

Feminine screams rent the air next, causing the hairs along my arms to stand on end.

This is chaos, I whispered, sensing the rise of magic filtering through the paradigm.Typhos,I said, switching my focus to the Hell Fae King.

Quiet followed. An eerie form of silence that had my instincts flaring to life.

Cami,I tried next.

Nothing.

Az, Ajax spoke into my mind, causing me to glance at him.I can’t hear Cami.

Neither can I. Nor can I hear Typhos.

Ajax’s jaw visibly clenched.Vivaxia?

Maybe,I replied, that static electricity mounting.Likely.

Ajax twirled his wand.What do you want to do, Commander? Tame some beasts with me? Or ash out for reinforcements?

And leave you here to have all the fun?I returned, huffing a mental laugh.Fuck that.My sword glowed with violet flames, my beast pacing inside.This is our favorite foreplay, Warden.

“It’s always about sex with you,” Ajax said out loud.

“Sex and blood tend to go well together,” I returned, glancing pointedly at his mouth and the speck of my essence painting his lips.

He licked the blood off in response, then gave me a chilling smile. “I’ll take the gates by the library. You take the dorms.”

“All right,” I agreed, ashing before saying another word.

And immediately winced as I landed in a sea of nervous energy.

Several of the bridal candidates had gathered here, anticipating the incoming fight.

“Oh!” A female with bright red hair tried to hit me with a fiery ball of sticky magic, one I slashed with my sword. As soon as her hazel eyes met mine, she gasped out an apology, one I flicked away with a subtle head tilt.