Chapter Thirty-Seven
“You want me to find a human girl?” Korum frowned, his unusual golden-colored eyes narrowed. The Councilor seemed equal parts puzzled and displeased by Zaron’s request. “Why?”
“Because she’s mine, and I want her back,” Zaron said. There was no time to play games and pretend his request was anything other than a personal favor. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Every second that he couldn’t locate Emily felt like an hour, the fear inside him growing uncontrollably. “I saved her when she got hurt, and she stayed with me for a while,” he explained. “However, I made the mistake of letting her go back to New York, and something’s happened to her. I can’t find her anywhere.”
Korum’s frown deepened. “So how do you expect me to find her?”
