Reed’s pov
“Alpha Michael Kross, the self-proclaimed rogue king, hiding behind a girl I see. You have stooped down this low… You are almost unrecognizable.” I hollered as I tried to look for my mate in the dark basement. In response I only get a loud growl.
“I never thought you would be such a coward to kidnap a woman and on the top of that you begged witches for help. That’s surely makes it pathetic.”
I don’t know why but I couldn’t see a damn thing except for Michael standing in the middle of the basement. I could easily smell his scent but I can’t pin point the location to where she was. My mate, Emmy. One second ago, I was hundred percent sure she was there and now I don’t know where she is now.
What kind of twisted sorcery it is? I am hundred percent sure, it was the work of Raven
