Nathan
“This is truly a nice surprise, but we really need to get moving before somebody finds us here,” Savannah urged in a hushed tone.
I was in full agreement, but I had to know, so I spoke up and asked, “Are you the one responsible for the spell on my sister’s tower?”
“Who is your sister?” the warlock questioned in return, angering me.
“The she-wolf locked up in the very next tower! I know it was you who made it so nobody can go in!” I growled, unable to hide the anger I felt toward that asshole who was helping Prince Jeffrey torture my sister.
Instantly, remorse filled the warlock’s teal eyes. He took the time to quickly lick his lips, then he responded, “Yes, I put the spell on her door, but only because I was ordered to. I also used my magic to put your sister in a coma, so
