~Jenetta’s PoV~
My blood freezes when the word ‘magic’ comes out of Patrick’s mouth, knowing that Tamir and the others are in the next room, listening to every word. As much as I love my friend and am glad that he’s willing to help us, I could also kill him at this moment.
He never could take a hint.
I had hoped to ease into that conversation with Tamir, to explain to him gently how I might be able to help his men if he would agree to let me go with him. He must have questions about how I was able to hide our wolves, he’s just been too distracted by everything else going on to get to the bottom of it yet. It had been my plan to explain the basics to him with as much tact as possible, but he put me off, not willing to even let me speak, and now, Patrick has rather spectacularly let the
