CHAPTER 132

The packs garden... Clare paced around the garden grounds, a mile away from where the Ives and Hazel's reception was to be held, clearly perturbed, as he checked his phone for the thousandth time that evening. No calls from her still and she wasn't responding to any of her messages or calls. 'Leah where are the fuck you?!" Clare sighed out in a frustrated manner, as he ran his hand through his hair. ‘Leah. If you can hear me, please say something, anything at all." Clare said through the mindlink, hoping against hope that she did hear him. But still, nothing. 'Leah!" He screamed out with an agitated expression on his face as he ran a nervous hand through his hair. He looked back down onto the phone screen and continued to check it, even though there were no new messages on his phone. His heart rate picked up as he started to pace around again with his hands fisted in his hair. 'Leah if you hear me...please come back." Clare whispered sadly through the mindlin