Chapter 61. The Elemental Witch

“Thanks, Brent,” I said as I received a brown bag from Ryker’s bar.

He nods in response as the door closes between us.

“I hate this,” Marcel grumbled.

“You love Ryker’s burgers,” I said.

“You know that’s not what I mean. I hate house arrest.”

“Your guys are working hard to make sure you’re safe.”

Unfortunately, Jeff wasn’t strong enough to heal from the demon’s attack. He died in hospital. It only made Marcel madder because he believed he should be out there protecting the pack.

“It’s been a day, Paris, how much longer will we be stuck here?”

He wasn’t very good at house arrest. He worked out in the gym, he stared at his laptop for a few hours and he made a few calls but none of them amounted to much.

I knew his hands were itching to grip his stirring wheel. I was worried I’d lose my job. I didn’t know how long I’d be locked up. Marcel wouldn’t be too mad if I lost my job. It might even give me the chance to go back