Knight sighed as the sun finally set on the horizon. They had been walking nonstop the entire day, but they still hadn't found the way out or the witch who held the elusive Night Howler.

Speaking of the witches, he glanced at the unconscious woman lying heavily in his muscular arms. She had been knocked out all day, and at first, Knight was anxious.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, not even to himself, the first time he saw her collapse, he had wanted to destroy everything ...