was no way in hell that I was letting this stronzo's dirty cock touch me.
I reached out with a flash of motion and snatched his shock baton from its holster, twisting it in my grasp and flicking the switch to power it up. The baton needed his magical signature to activate which meant it had to connect with his skin while he was casting to read it. Nixon lifted his hand to defend himself with magic so the moment I slammed it against his dick, a thousand volts of electricity burst from the thing in a heartbeat.
Nixon was thrown back into a weight rack where his head slammed against one of the weights before he fell screaming and convulsing on the floor. That thing was strong enough to put him on his ass for several minutes and I wasn't going to waste a single one of them hanging around and waiting for him to wake up.
I slammed my boot into his face as I raced by, breaking something with a loud crack as he twitched and screamed while the electricity continued to pour though him.
I tossed the baton on the floor and ran. The thing wouldn't work without his magic to activate it anyway and I definitely didn't want to be caught with a guard’s weapon.
I tore out of the gym and down the stairs again, racing down flight after flight until I reached the eighth floor where I leapt into the corridor and ran for the doors to the Fate Room. The doors were locked up tight aside from when they allowed inmates in for sessions, so our group of escaping convicts were gathered in the corridor outside it, looking somewhat pissed as they spotted me.
"For someone who is supposed to be in charge of this plan, you sure took your time in getting down here," Gustard drawled and I scowled at him as I took a quick head count and realised that we'd all made it.
"I ran into a few asshole guards who held me up," I growled back, refusing to seem even the least bit rattled by what had just happened. And to be honest, I wasn't really. Nixon wasn't the first perverted scumbag I'd come across in my life, but he was the first I'd known to be abusing his power like that. I was more concerned about the Fae he had managed to force into his disgusting little tit for tat friendship arrangement than I was for myself. "Point is, we're all here and they haven't resorted to letting the Belorian out yet."
"That was fun," Sin grinned broadly, moving forward to grab me and hoist me into his arms. He whirled me around and I laughed as Sonny, Brett and Esme howled with excitement too and I spotted Roary and Claud grinning.
"I'm leaving before we get found down here," Gustard said icily, turning and walking away at a fast pace. "Let me know how long it takes for the monster to come looking for you."
Sin set me back on my feet and I rolled my eyes at Gustard's retreating form, but he did have a point. "He's right, everyone should head back up to their cells now. We know that we can get away undetected and I can keep timing to see how long it takes for them to release the Belorian. We don't need to wait here for it to show up."
"Can we head back to the riot?" Sonny asked me hopefully and I laughed as I agreed, the group hurrying towards the stairs ahead of me as Sin tugged on my hand to hold me back.
Plunger danced away after my Wolves, rolling his hips to some music in his own head and Pudding headed off too with Claud walking at his side as the two of them fell into a conversation, leaving me with Sin, Roary and Ethan.
"Any chance you're going to be cluing me in on some more information any time soon, love?" Ethan asked, his gaze moving to the point where Sin was still holding my hand and his eyes narrowed. "Maybe we can talk while we have a moment alone down here?" He gave Roary and Sin a pointed fuck off look and my jaw tightened.
"What he means, kitten," Sin said, moving up close behind me and sweeping my hair back over my shoulder so that he could speak into my ear. "Is that he wants to fuck you down here in the dark."