FORTY

For the umpteenth time, he dialed the Alpha's number and just like before, it couldn't connect. A frustrated groan elicited from the beta's lips as he made his way to the dining table.

It was the next morning and as frightening as it was, neither Alpha Shawn nor Michelle had called him. Andrew wasn't entitled to feel this unease, then again, considering the mood of Shawn when he left last night, he had every right to feel troubled.

A full moon occurred the previous night and with that amount of rage surging through an Alpha's soul, who knows what might have happened to Derek? Surely, Shawn would succeed in saving Michelle. Then again, what about Derek?

No one would stop him from attacking him, yet Andrew feared he might have gone overboard.

He spent partly half of the night worrying about that, but the others were spent on thoughts about someone else – Raven.

Pondering throughout the night surely got him highly starved, and so Andrew went straight to the dining table once he was done