Rhett
I held my breath as Jackson and Amaryllis stared each other down. I’d know she was an Old One, but I wouldn’t have guessed they knew each other. With the thick tension in the air, I worried they’d fight.
But they only smelled of mild irritation. Even Pepper smelt irritated. What could she be irritated about?
“You didn’t mention you were staying with witches. But then again, you didn’t tell me anything.” Jackson turned his glare to me. His green eyes always had a threatening aura, even when he laughed. Everyone had to look away from his intense glares, so I tried not to feel angry with myself while I stared down at his feet.
“I didn’t think you would show up here; I thought you would go to the pack house.” And I knew you’d come faster with less information. “How do you two know ea
