FIFTY-ONE

FIFTY ONE

Anabelle continued pacing around her room and kept ruffling her hair, she was the definition of confused and distraught. The room was a complete mess, clothes were lying on the bed messily and there were other things that littered the floor. The closet was cleared and now empty. She had to clear everything important and move her things to Jaxon’s room…hers and Jaxon’s room.

After getting the shock of the day, she had decided to go home because she had nothing important to do at the packhouse. She told Jaxon that she was going to move her things when she left the packhouse and he had offered to send an omega with her but she had declined. She was now slightly regretting her refusal because pain was now surging through her head. Everything that was happening was too much to handle, things were moving too fast for her to keep up. She sat down at the edge of the bed and pulled at the roots of her hair. The door opened and Danielle entered the room, a full smile on display. Sh