Savio’s POV.
I pace the length of the office with worry.
Fiona and Nino weren’t back yet. I mean obviously if things were going as planned the meeting should take a couple of hours, but not this long damn it. Thoughts of what the witches were probably doing to them flash through my head and I clamp my jaw tightly.
I never should have let Fiona go with him, I never should have even attempted to ally with the witches, I was a fool for assuming something as weak as blood could get them to aid us, now my brother and mate were probably tied up in one of their dungeons, goddess only knew what was happening to them right now.
Fuck. f**k.
“Maybe I should go get them,” Kane says, rising from his chair and pursing his lips when he catches sight of the time. An hour after sunset, even though he
