I was practically shaking with the need to burst inside and snatch her up, to see for myself that she was okay. And then to kill the damn witch with my bare hands.
“Calm down.” Clay’s voice and his hand on my shoulder pulled me from my violent thoughts. I frowned at him. Sighing, he shook his head. “You were growling like a b****y wolf.”
“Oh, sorry,” I muttered, though I wasn’t. At the moment, I didn’t really care if we were found out. I just wanted to get to Dayna.
We found a spot behind some trees that allowed us to see the front door. The man Calder sent stood there with his head tilted up at the sky, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else in the world but at the witch’s lair.
He finally knocked, then took a step backward and fidgeted, shifting his weight from one foot to anoth
