Daelan’s POV
I pulled into the parking lot, the engine barely cooling before I jumped out of the car. Moving quickly toward the bar, I reached the entrance, meeting Margaret who stood there as if waiting for me, her arms crossed with a sly smile twisting her face.
"Where’s Cassie?" I demanded, my voice sharp and carrying over the distant music.
"I knew you’d come." Margaret’s smirk widened as she said instead. " But first, let’s talk."
"No. Margaret, I don’t have time for this. Just tell me where Cassie is." I shook my head, frustration rising as she stepped closer, her hands reaching for my face. "Daelan, when did we become like this? Let’s talk it out."
"This isn’t about you. I came here for Cassie." I stepped back, my patience thinning, and every nerve in my body coiled. " Now tell
