"Druid…" Noah wasn't even surprised. "You can't take down his coven at your current strength, I see. Someone told me your Supreme used to be a level seven. If she couldn't handle that, then it's useless to send me in."
The woman chuckled and shook her head. "Come with me, Montana. Let's talk about it in depth somewhere else. Even the alleys like this could have ears."
Noah frowned at the woman. "Don't call me that, and I'm not going to see your Supreme. I didn't even agree to work with you yet."
A head shake came as her answer. She then swept her hair back to reveal a mark on her neck. It was akin to the summoning circles, but it was only as big as a child's palm. "Don't be so guarded, Montana. I can ask for you from Allan if that helps you understand. You are looking for Genevieve, too, correct?
"I have a general location for their coven, but rescuing Genie needed more than a level seven with a dead brand. Once we're done, we won't bother you anymore."
