Dominic's pov.

I searched every corner of the mansion, Mrs. Collins trailing behind me, I paused at a corner, catching my breath as I brought out my phone, and checked the time, the meeting was supposed to be over by now.

I turned to Mrs Collins. “Have you gotten hold of Gath?”

She shook her head as she paused to catch her breath.

“Fuck,” I cussed, pulling my hair in frustration. “The meeting has ended or is supposed to end now, if the witches find out what is going on, it would be another problem that we might not be able to get under control,” I explained.

“The border,” Mrs...