Dom’s POV
Finally, we pulled up to the gates and made our way through. As expected, everyone was out of their ones and watching as we pulled in every van.
‘You ready for this?’ Amos asked, clear irritation in his tone.
‘I’m gonna have to be, aren’t I?’ I responded.
Stepping out of the van, Cyrus immediately greeted me. His face was grim, but he didn’t say anything. This feeling of guilt fell over me. I knew he had just lost his mate to witches and now I was bringing witches in.
I was asking a lot from him and I knew that. He scanned over vans, before his attention feel back on me.
“How many are there?” He asked.
“Thirty seven.” I answered.
His jaw clinched, but he nodded and immediately got to work. I went in search for Ana and found her still monitoring the children. She would m
