Chapter 61

Azrael

We landed in Leopolds tavern, a rundown brewery on the eastern side of Bargainer’s Bay.

Those who frequented this place came for one sole purpose and it wasn’t the watered-down ale, or the chairs that would leave your ass riddled with splinters. No, it was for the entrance in the cellar. The one that led to a place the locals called, “The Underground”.

We wanted to get things done quickly, anything to return to our mate’s side. I’d warned Orion against troubling her, as did Draco, but I knew he wouldn’t listen.

My little wolf might be able to handle herself, but I knew Orion’s words hurt her more than she let on.

Flicking a gold piece to Leopold, the one-eyed owner of the tavern, we traversed the winding steps that led deep down into the earth. When the torches along the walls grew dim, plunging us into absolute darkness, we knew we’d reached our destination.

My brothers and I long suspected that the catacombs beneath Bargainer’s Bay were used to transport humans sold into