Caught

*Cali POV*

I am woken up by a knock on my door. Argh, who could that be now? It’s ten pm for heaven’s sake!

I ignore it but it continues until it’s clear that the person is not going anywhere. I grumpily get out of my bed and swing the door open.

My frustration’s mate walks right past me.

“Phoebe?”

She looks flustered but I am pissed that she’s waking me up at this hour. She better not be coming to give me her usual lecture on Leroy.

“Leroy is acting weird. I think he is ill,” she blurts out and really looks shaken.

A part inside me twists. Alpha wolves hardly get sick. Injured yes but sick, hardly. No, I can’t fall for this. I have been avoiding him. This must be a ploy to get me to see him. I fold my arms across my chest and look at her.

“Why do you think so?”

“I don’t know Cali. You know him better than me. You go see him.”

I frantically shake my head. How can she out of all people suggest this?

“No. I am staying away from him.”

“He is just laying there not moving and refusing