At the end of the night, Declan staggered outside. He was drunk but it wouldn’t last long, unfortunately. He took a deep breath of the night air. The Mistress had texted him coordinates earlier and he couldn’t decide the best course of action. She was right, the coven was only a couple of hours from here, he could just shift and run. But what then? Just demand to see Everly? Claim they were mates? Were they mates? Would Everly even want to see him? What if she wasn’t there? Declan knew enough about her to know that she was in hiding. He might never be able to track her down and he wasn’t entirely sure why she left.
Colvin slapped him on the shoulder as he joined the wolf outside, “Listen man, you know I don’t want to get into your business, but believe me when I say there is some dark sh!
