Knox’s POV

“How can you help?” I asked Jim, tilting my head in curiosity, trying not to show the impatience burning within me.

Jim cleared his throat, looking very uncomfortable. “I know someone…that can help.”

My patience level was running very low, Fenrir kept growling in my head, and all I wanted to do was snap at Jim for wasting time.

“How can this person help?” I asked, keeping my voice calm.

He scratched the back of his head. ...