Michael Reese.
“The shaman has someone guard Hayden Davis’ place, so if anyone goes to his place, they’ll cast a spell on them to temper with their memory. . . I’ve already texted his friend, Ms. Casey, informing her that you’re staying over at his place.”
I nodded, glaring at nothing in particular, trying to get over the horrible feeling I was experiencing. The memory of Hayden's kind smile and the sound of the disappointment in his tone of voice would haunt me forever.
“Where did you take him?”
Lord Edward heaved a sigh, sitting next to me on the couch in the foyer of his manor, saying. “Don’t you worry about it. We took care of him. . . Callus, it’s true that I am willing to help you, but I can’t do anything that would break the deal I have with the Horned Serpent.”
Frowning his w
