Amon's POV:
"What happened?" I asked as my son came barging in enraged.
"WHAT HAPPENED." He growled throwing the first thing in sight.
I had sent him to brainwash that stupid little girl of an Alpha and he was failing miserably.
"That was expensive." I said annoyed at the now broken vase.
"YOU F**KING WITCH ALMOST BLEW MY COVER." He roared fuming in rage.
We were lucky enough to have a witch in our hands. They were extinct after the witch hunt hundreds of years ago, but somehow we still found a little witch to do our bidding.
"Bring Sarah." I ordered as my son threw the next thing in his path.
"I could have been killed." He growled.
"I take it you didn't bring the kid nor talk to the girl?" I said annoyed at the failure of our plan.
"What do you think." Troy spat spit
