Side Story 10

Aira After hours of panicking in the living room I took my phone immediately, hands shaking so badly I almost dropped it. I dialed Owen’s number for the hundredth of times, pressing it against my ear like my life depended on hearing his voice. But it didn't go through, it was like it was never there. I tried again. And again. And again. Each time it didn’t go through, something inside me sank deeper until the pressure in my chest felt like a weight dragging me down. My parents were hovering behind me, exchanging worried glances, but none of their concern could pierce through the panic building inside me. If he didn’t pick up… if he didn’t say something… if he didn’t tell me this was a joke or a misunderstanding, then I was going straight to the Alpha’s mansion to demand answers. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t. The front door burst open, slamming into the wall as Sara rushed in like she had run all the way from town. Her face was blotchy, her breathing uneven. Everything ab