Blake's eyes idly shifted towards the old witch's face and stayed fixed upon her.
"Have a seat. I'm afraid it's gonna take a while," he drawled in a matter-of-fact tone.
Her eyes visibly narrowed and he felt rather than saw her shoot him wary glances from where she sat across him.
"As you already know," he started, his tone serious and business-like, "I've found my mate."
She curtly nodded and stared intently at him as if to say "Yeah, and?"
"She was kidn*pped this morning." His voice hardened noticeably as he informed her of the situation.
Her shoulders tensed, her eyes widened for a split-second giving her shock away before she schooled her features.
"It can't be that difficult for you to find her," she stated, emphasizing the 'you' part. What, with him being her mate, she had eve
