Chapter 45 Twisted Words

• “Go back to the witches where you belong, Azalea,” Gwenael says from the doorway, “this alliance between the witches and werewolves is over, and Cayson has a job to do.” Cayson stands up in a blur of anger, pinning Gwenael roughly against the wall.
• “I have no job to do, if I can’t find a way to get her out or save her then I’m dead. I don’t care if it breaks the rules; I won’t stay breathing if my only choice is that. As for Azalea, she belongs wherever she wants, and at least she is considering trying to save Aileen while every other witch and all the werewolves are saying she is gone before there’s even proof!” Cayson screams at him before stepping back dejectedly, his breathing heavy.
• Gwenael laughs. “So let’s hear your plan? Because from the looks of it, they’ll have her guarded so much that we can’t get in, so come on, Cayson what’s your ingenious plan this time? What makes you think you can save them this time when it went so wrong with Yasmine?”