Chapter Fifty-Six

Sasha POV

I stumbled across a small cavern last night; something flashed brightly in the torchlight when we were unloading the car. When I investigated the room, I found the silver shackles and bones of wolves that witches who lived in the cave had tortured. Large silver pins have been hammered into the roof and floor of the cavern. These women had thought of everything; replacing my gloves, I pulled on the pins to ensure the silver hadn't eroded over time.

Everything is ready; putting my gloves back on, I put the silver shackles I found in the cave in the trunk of the SUV. I start the car and head back to the packhouse to collect Isaac, Tate, and Seth. The other two will be staying behind; I don't know if I am willing to trust them with my plans. Neither Tate nor Seth knows the cave's location. Once I have Layla, we will return them to the packhouse before Isaac and I return to the witches' lair.

I tap my fingers on the steering wheel, trying to contain my anger; if they are not o