Harmon's POV
"What do you mean you can't help me?" I asked Pythia.
I had found her in Netilan — Jasmine's grandparents' realm. Getting there had taken everything I had. Jessica had arranged the meeting before I left, which was the only reason I had been able to find her at all.
"Exactly what I said. He is my son, and I love him beyond anything — but what happened to him needed to happen. There are reasons I cannot explain," she said, with a sadness in her eyes that I could tell was genuine.
My wolf and I were not accepting that answer. She was on the ground with my blade at her throat before she finished the sentence. She looked up at me without flinching.
"You won't kill me. It is not yet my time," she said.
She was calling my bluff. I hated that she was right.
"Brandon spent his w
