Chapter 87: A war foretold.

Jeremy POV The return trip to the dungeon went more quickly than it had. I moved more purposefully and pushed myself harder now that I had my answer. The grotesque forms of the abominations were tense with expectancy as I came. At the front stood Cameron, his impatient golden eyes. "All right?" he inquired. I let out a breath. "She is not a member of the rogue pack." Cameron's face flashed with fear, wrath, and worry, but he immediately covered it up. "Where is she?" "She took Ivana, a witch, with her." There was silence among the gathering. Cameron balled his hands into fists. His jaw was set in a harsh line, his muscles taut. "Then we go there," he stated firmly. Ezra scowled. "Are we even aware of this Ivana's location?" Cameron inhaled deeply. "Emilia is either being used or trained if she is with a witch." His anger was stoked by the idea of someone abusing his partner. He had a restless wolf that demanded activity. Still recuperating from his previous magic use, Ron