TWENTY-NINE
LIV
“What exactly do you mean, you ‘met with a High Priestess’?”
Oh, boy. The dangerous quality to Warin’s voice and his narrowed eyes as he glared at me from across the sofa made me fidget in my seat. So far my “he’ll totally see this as the greatest idea since bagged blood” idea wasn’t in line with reality. He’d been in my apartment for a grand total of five minutes before I’d mentioned my meeting with Joana—leaving out the curse aspect as a fun surprise for later—and I was already starting to regret it.
“Calm down, okay? It was the logical thing to do. The witches—at least this coven—want to get rid of the skinwalkers too. We can work with them. They’ll have valuable insight we couldn’t get without them.”
“There are ways of getting information out of an enemy without al
