They went back to the packhouse and secured the witch to a chair in the basement. They tied her hands and legs together and covered her mouth using duct tape. They didn't want to take chances. She might escape or cause trouble with a flick of her wrist if they didn't tie her up.
Elijah couldn't ignore the strange sensation he felt each time his fingers brushed against her skin. They were faint at first, yet he noticed how it intensified each time he touched her. His wolf, who doesn't speak much, started to stir in his mind. He gaped at her face. He found her long eyelashes, rosy cheeks and soft pink lips appealing.
"She looks very young…." He blurted out before he could stop himself from forming the words.
Rolling his eyes, Baron shook his head.
"Look lad, I know you are young and
