Jiraq’s Report III

“She is calling? What are you waiting for? Pick the call!” Lent whisper yelled, glaring at a still surprised Kaden.

Kaden was shocked that Storm was calling him. He couldn’t help but wonder if all was actually well, if trouble had already arisen, if whoever was after her had caught up with her, if a bounty hunter had finally found their hideout.

The thought had him getting up sharply from his seat, and looking around as if searching for a weapon. He couldn’t afford anything to happen to her, not now when he was sure of who she was.

When he saw Lent palm his face and Casper sigh, out of disbelief, he knew that he was already acting unlike him. He looked down at his phone, the call had ended. He had missed her call. What was wrong with him?

“You would never know what is going on if you don’t answer the call. Calm down, Kaden. She is fine. Now, you can call her.” Jiraq said, not truly believing the entirety of his words; he was only attempting to calm his alpha down. And then he neede