In a mess of Latin words and newly drawn runes, Cadewyn summoned a demon.
In the middle of the room now stood a man with a mop of dirty blond hair. He dressed like a tool and had a smile that made me want to vomit.
"What have we here?" He asked, looking at me. "The little fey hell's been raving about. I have to say, their description does not do you justice."
"Enough flirting with Aria, or I'll send you back." Cadewyn folded her arms across her chest.
"We need your help." I said, ignoring that comment and the growing tension in the room.
"You certainly work fast." He put his hands on his hips. "Let's get started then." Cadewyn grabbed a bowl from a shelf and brought it over to me.
"You're turn." She handed me her knife. I took it and pressed it to my palm, the blade sliding through my skin. I watched the crimson blood drip steadily into the bowl.
"A binding spell?" The demon looked almost surprised at the bowl. "You come near me with that bowl I'll tear your throat out."
Cadewyn took the knife from my hand and stepped into the Devils trap.
"Tear my throat out?" She laughed, taking his arm. "You're powerless right now." She pulled up his sleeve and slashed his wrist. Placing the bowl on the floor under it.
She picked up the bowl and began muttering under her breath in a language I didn't recognize.
Cadewyn stepped from the devil's trap with a shudder. "You're good. He'll do whatever you want for now."
"Shouldn't I have felt it?" I felt normal. Relatively speaking.
"Believe me, I felt it." He leered at me. "Next time I won't complain."
She rushed forward in a blur. The knife leveled at where his heart would be. "Take advantage of her in any number of ways, and you will lose more than a temporary bond. Am I understood?" The demon grinned wider. Tyler shifted on his feet.
"Didn't you just say we needed him?" Muttering a quick curse, Cadewyn headed to one of the shelves. Probably to distract herself.
Adriel cleared his throat. "The answers we need, Aria?" He added, more to break the tension. His expression suggested I keep the demon and Cadewyn far from each other in the future.
I shook my head to clear it. "Right." I crossed my arms over my chest. "How do we stop Crowley?"
"That's what you want with me?" He laughed. "Damn I thought you were better than that."
"Answer the question." Cadewyn threatened, stepping forward.
"You can't stop the King of hell." The demon said. "Face it blondie, he's gonna get ya."
"Listen you son of a bitch!" I began walking closer to him when Tyler grabbed my arm. My breath caught and I pulled away from his touch. "I'm fine."
"This is what I was talking about." Cadewyn told Tyler. "Keep her in check." My arm tingled where he had touched me.
"Give us the information we asked for." I ordered.
"I did." He argued. "You're dead meat Bitch."
"He's useless to us." I turned back towards the door.
"What do we do now?" Tyler asked, following me out to the hall.
"I don't know." I said. "What can we do? You heard him."
"Well, I'm not gonna accept that." He said.
"What exactly are you talking about?"
"Just watch." I did watch. He stormed into the room and over the Devils trap, pinning the demon to the wall.
"You're not telling us everything!" He roared. "How do we stop Crowley?"
"That's just it." He smiled a wicked grin. "You don't." He spat in Tyler's face and punched him.
Tyler reeled back and spat blood onto the floor. Falling to his hands and knees.
"Idiots." Cadewyn hissed, pulling a dagger out. She crossed into the demon trap and pressed it against his neck so hard blood pooled around the blade.
"Cadewyn." He laughed. "I don't think your daddy would like this very much." I saw something change within her. I didn't know about her father. She never talked about him. But whatever it was about him pissed her off. Before I could blink the demon's throat was open and he was dead.
"Tyler." I said, turning back to him. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine Sunshine." He assured, flashing a red filled smile. I wiped some of the blood away with my sleeve.
"Get cleaned up." Cadewyn instructed. "We have a lot to talk about."