DIMITRI'S POV
Camille immediately went for her phone to call someone for help, and I turned to the sentinels inside the room.
"I want you to gather any experienced witch versed in locator spells, delicates, and even Druids."
The mention of Druids caused the sentinels to exchange puzzled glances, their brows furrowing in confusion. One of them, a young sentinel with sharp eyes, finally voiced the question on everyone's mind.
"Your Majesty, did you mean Druids?" he asked, skepticism coloring his tone. "You do realize they are sworn enemies of the Lycans?"
I met his gaze squarely, and my jaw clenched with determination. "I don't care if the numinous I mentioned are sworn enemies, allies, or something in between," I declared firmly. "If there's even a chance they can help me find my son,
