Jason's POV
"Come on, we're going to see Uvira," I said to Damien as I strode towards the garage. I needed answers and the old witch was the only one who might have them.
Damien jogged to catch up, keys jangling in his hand. "You sure she'll tell us anything?"
"She bloody well better." My jaw clenched. "It's been two moons. My patience is wearing thin."
I slid into the driver's seat of my sleek black SUV, the smell of buttery leather welcoming me. Damien climbed into the passenger side, fidgeting with the seat controls until he was comfortable. Guess alphas always expect special treatment, even as guests. Can't blame him though. I'd do the same in his shoes.
We sped out of the compound, tires crunching on the gravel drive before hitting smooth pavement. I gripped the wheel, knuckles w
