Chapter Eight: Brielle Levine Is Mine To Punish

Huxley’s POV

I looked up as Liam entered my office, I was certain it was him without looking up, the humans had their own scent around them, one that I hadn’t exactly gotten used to even after all these years but, they sure did smell better than hunters and those blood sucking vamps that were starting to invade the human world.

“I found the lair of the spell-casting witches,” he announced as he sank into the seat opposite me.

“So quick? I was thinking they would have grown some methods with our last bursting.” I was not only surprised that they had come back so quickly but to be here and not hide well enough was even dumber.

“I wanted to be sure of your line of thought also. Not only did they not lie low, but they also picked the same base, Hux.”

“They did?”

“Then they are maybe trying to distract us from something or they have something that has made them to dare try me now.”

“That’s what I thought too, I have sent some men to stay behind and watch their every move, as long