Chuck's POV:
I strode to Nessa's room and pushed the door open, but she wasn't there. She left, and it's been a while because it was just a faint scent of her that lingered. I need no seer to tell me she left with Charles. I do hope that guy doesn't do anything stupid, because I am ready to wage a war that would affect our next generation.
“Searching for your darling?” A familiar voice asked, standing beside me.
I let out a deep sigh and faced her. “Miss Greyson.”
She folded her arms and peeped into Nessa's room. “Chuck, it's so obvious she's in love with Charles. I think that girl got a plan going on in her head.” She faced me with her face scrunched up in annoyance. “The werewolves are surely up to something, and that's why they brought her here. I suspect they are trying to wage a
