Chapter 76)Scared Little Girl

•••Jason's POV••• "You expect me to spill all our secrets to him?" "Jason, this isn't about him. It's about getting out of this alive, and we can't do that without his help," Maria tried to convince me. "But —" "No buts," My mother scolded, "this is what needs to be done." "Yeah," Maria agreed. "Yeah," Abaddon followed with a little too much smugness in his tone. I growled. "Fine but I'm not happy about it," I grumbled under my breath. Both Maria and my mother rolled theirs eyes at my immaturity, but who are they to judge! 'Your mate and your mother.' Hush it, Ki. I reluctantly started explaining our ranks, "We've got the trackers, the runners, the brutes, and the ghosts." Everyone nodded in understanding. "The trackers' usual use in battle is to warn us of incoming threats with their superior senses of