Nix furrowed her brows. Whose that?
Exactly. Who is he?
“Who the f**k is Garith?” He froze, but Megan glazed over the name. “You wanna know what? I don’t actually give a f**k. This man isn’t going to f*****g care about a lone wolf out for a run.”
Vince crouched down and leaned in to the bars. He took in a big sniff and then sighed. “You are right. He wouldn’t care about you…and I shouldn’t either.” Then he turned and left the jail, slamming the door as he left.
The guard was pacing, nervous. He kept glancing back at me and muttering to himself. That put me on edge.
Why does he keep looking back here? Nix stood and started to pace.
I don’t know. But it’s not good. I moved to the clearing, checking on my magic. I had been funneling all of mine and Nix’s extra energy into our well. B
