Chapter 33 GRIEF-STRICKEN DAMSEL IN DISTRESS

— Kaden —

We were in my office Darren, Stellan and I.

It took me maybe three seconds for my brain to connect all the pieces.

“Stellan. Call all the warriors, have then ready. I want the plane ready in fifteen, and contact established with someone at Ghaelach. Now.”

Stellan nearly jumped at the order, suddenly ripped our of his trance. But he got his baring under him quickly. He was not in this position for nothing.

He rushed out, getting...