Chapter 16

Maybe.

How could he believe Aden? How could he let a werewolf—a killer—poison his mind against Jasmine? A quick fuck was one thing. Not the greatest idea in the world, but not the biggest mistake he could make. But a quick fuck didn’t mean Aden was suddenly trustworthy. Or right. Why should Darren believe him or give him the benefit of the doubt? He was talking about betrayal and murder. About Jasmine participating in some of the darkest magic…blood sacrifices. What right did Aden have to level those accusations at the woman Darren respected and even loved?

But Darren had seen the evidence. He didn’t need Aden to tell him what he saw and what the implications were. He didn’t need Aden to point out the strangeness of sending an agent into a new, unknown area with the distinct disadvantage of a skirt, heels, and only two small weapons. Aden assumed Jasmine meant Darren to be a distraction. Darren had an unsettling suspicion there was something else going on. He just didn’t know what.