Chapter 59
- Jason’s POV
- “Wendal? He has Wendal?” I growled, slamming my fist into the table. It splintered under the impact, shards flying across the room. I didn’t care.
- James smirked lazily from his seat, clearly unfazed. “Relax, Jason. This isn’t the first time we’ve been baited. Damon’s just playing his usual games.”