Elijah POV
“How is everything going?” I link Jake later that evening after me and Sampson finish going over any possible way Damon could have been taken from their pack.
“She’s good, Eli. Got a little packed for a while, but no one was stupid enough to outright challenge me or Jeremy,” he tells me in, what I’m sure is supposed to be a reassuring voice.
“Do you need me and Sampson to come?” I ask. I’m not particularly fond of bars or dancing, but I’ll go anywhere I can find her.
“No, man. We have them. Bartender flirted right when we got here, but there hasn’t been another problematic instance. Just guys eyeing her.” He tells me.
“Are they being taken care of?” I frown.
“I have informed several wolves that a loss of sight might become a problem in the near future if they don’t s
