Xaldin tightly closed his hand around Belle’s. She wasn’t escaping from him, period. Such an important person would be guarded by the Organization’s top enforcer: himself.

A deep chuckle rumbled in his throat. “Yes, madam, I know magic.” He extended his free arm, creating a dark portal just beyond his fingertips. Hell if they were going to a hotel. This one might need to be taken to a farther holding cell. “Hold on tight,” he added needlessly, pulling her after him into the darkness.

A well-deserved success, if he did say so himself.