The first thing I did when I got up in the morning was to call Kate again, but there was no answer. I thought of the look on Kate's face the last time we parted at Michael's house, and my heart sank.
I called Aunt Carol again and told her I would see Kate today so she wouldn't have to worry. On the other end of the line, I heard Alex's voice again, and he still sounded distraught.
I hung up and sighed. Alex didn't want to give Kate too much time. I did not doubt that if Kate didn't show up, Alex would lose his mind and even try to kidnap Kate and bring her back to his pack.
Werewolves were always crazy about their mates.
I accidentally slept soundly in the howling of the wolf outside yesterday. I thought Mia would be a little restless after leaving Michael, but she was in a very stable mood now. It was completely different from the restlessness she felt the last time I took the initiative to leave Michael.
