Panic-filled

MESSIAH JORDY'S POV

I rang the doorbell again, rubbing my arms as the morning breeze swept past me. No response, again. I checked my wristwatch, it was 6:45 am. Maybe I got here too early. I might have to go and come back later.

The thought of leaving got my heart racing in uneasiness. The same uneasiness that kept me up all night, and had me tossing and squirming through the night. I was all hues distracted, and it had to do with Zach's text message last night.

He'd sounded too serious over the text, leaving me in horrible suspense. I spent hours trying to figure out just what he knew and how much I had to say. It was the worst feeling, and I just wanted to get it over and done with. Whatever he had to say, I needed to hear them today. Now!

I pressed the doorbell ring, stamping my feet nervously. How could they still be asleep till now? Where the heck were the Omegas? Someone had to be up, goddammit!

I slammed my fists on the glass door repeatedly, hoping that would cause enough nuis