SENTINELS? PRESENT?

From the very moment he woke up on his bed in the pack house, Sebastian knew he was in a lot of trouble. He could not remember sleeping off on that bed. The last thing he could remember was refusing to leave Jimin’s side as he negotiated with Calisté and the next place he saw himself was on his king sized bed in the pack house.

“Shit!” he cursed out loud. “Where the fuck is Jimin. I’m in a whole lot of trouble.”

He hurried down from the bed and jumped to the floor. There was water on the floor and he looked outside the window wondering where the water had come from. The window had been left open throughout the night so he guessed that rain must have fallen heavily and the wind blew the rain right into the room.

“Hope you are safe Jimin,” he muttered to himself as he turned around the room in circles, looking for his slippers. “I warned you to stay away from that witch but you just wouldn’t listen to me.”

“Sebastian!”

He turned in shock at the sound of someone calling his name and he s