Mark Me

Snow sighed and licked her lips. "What are we going to do? Without the location spell, I can't find her."

"Then I will burn the whole forest down to find them," Kieran replied, his eyes glaring red, and when he sensed a human watching him, his gaze turned to her sharply, and he flashed his fangs at her, making her cower in fear.

"Kieran," Snow put her hand on him, "calm down; she is innocent."

Kieran growled, "The more I stay here, the more I am wasting time."

"But what are you going to do?"

"I already told you what I am going to do."

"You can't do that; you will annoy the demons, and I don't need to remind you that you are not in peaceful terms with them already." She sighed and licked her lips. "Is there a scent you perceived here other than hers?"

"Yes. Witches," he replied.

"Where exactly?"

Kieran took a long sniff. "Here," he pointed to the chair he was sitting on earlier.