Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 314

A muffled breath now seemed to clog his chest, and he could not get it out or swallow it down.

Since when could he not bear to see a woman get worried and afraid? She seemed to be the only one who could make him feel that way.

Jason heaved a sigh that sounded more like a helpless compromise. He took out his phone and made a call. "Help me find someone. I need to know where this person is, whether she's safe or not... Her name is Lina Sweeney. She was taken away by a car this afternoon. The car is..."

Jason said and held out the phone to Grace, beckoning her to talk.

Grace shuddered and quickly said, "It's a black Maybach, and the license plate number is..."

She quickly told them the numbers she remembered, the address of the parking lot, the time it happened, and all the other details.

After Grace finished speaking, Jason said to the other end of the phone, "That's all. I want to know where this person is as soon as possible!"

After ending the call, Jason looked at Grace. "All right. Can we go back now?"

She then walked with him to his car. He opened the door to the passenger seat, and once she was seated, he bent down again.

She startled. Her body stiffened subconsciously. She only saw his upper body leaning toward her. His handsome face drew closer and closer to her, close enough that she could feel his breath.

She looked at him in bewilderment. Up close, she could see his long lashes and ink-black pupils. She could see the straight curve of his nose, and even the tiny strands of hair on his forehead...