Chapter 36

BRYNN

I looked at my surroundings as I tried to figure out where I was. The room office was nothing fancy. A desk, laptop, filing cabinet, and a window that overlooked an empty field. It was fairly nondescript.

There was a knock followed by a command to enter. That gruff voice was unmistakable. I slowly turned around, almost afraid to see him in the same room as me. He looked exactly like the last vision I had. Tall, bald, and even had more scars than he had when I was a pup. A long diagonal scar across his left eye.

The door opened to show none other than Khalid, the fucking traitorous bastard himself.

“Take a seat,” he said, looking at the empty chair. “The witches have no idea why they can’t find the fucking vessel. We’re going ahead with the plan.”

Khalid sat down with his head lowered like the submissive bitch that he was. How did he even get mixed up in all of this?

“How long?” he asked.

“Fourteen days. It’ll take two weeks for the cage to be ready. We have no idea if she