DAMIEN

Ralph let out a frustrated growl. "Africa? Are you serious?"

Sylra gave him a pointed look. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Dahlia sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Okay, fine. Where exactly in Africa?"

Sylra hesitated for a moment before answering. "Uganda.

Ralph let out a scoff. “Great, I’ve never even heard of Uganda before.”

Sylra rolled her eyes. “Not my problem. But if you want your girlfriend back, you better figure it out fast.”

There's an elder there, a powerful fae who might be able to help you."

I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. "Might?"

She shrugged. "Depends on his mood."

Ralph cursed under his breath....