Chapter 110

Knox’s POV

“How can you help?” I asked Jim, tilting my head in curiosity, trying not to show the impatience burning within me.

Jim cleared his throat, looking very uncomfortable. “I know someone…that can help.”

My patience level was running very low, Fenrir kept growling in my head, and all I wanted to do was snap at Jim for wasting time.

“How can this person help?” I asked.

He scratched the back of his head. “Um…she…she's a witch.”

Jim wasn't saying everything. I frowned, clenching my jaw.

“I doubt this witch can help in any way,” I said coldly. “No witch wants to help me—believe me, I’ve asked. Every coven has forbidden their members from having anything to do with me. But… thank you for trying.” I was already preparin