#Chapter 134: A Call in the Night

Logan My phone buzzed on the nightstand, its screen lighting up the dark bedroom. Squinting, I saw Ella’s name flashing across the screen for the first time in two weeks. It was barely past five in the morning. The sun wasn’t even up yet. My first thought was that something terrible must have happened. I picked up the phone, and my voice came across a little harsher than I intended. “Ella? Why are you calling me?” My wolf perked up. “Why do you think she’s calling, Logan? It’s been weeks. Maybe she misses you.” “Yeah, um, I just wanted to know… what color am I supposed to wear to the engagement party?” Her voice was so soft, almost a whisper, yet it roared through my head. I was suddenly fully awake. “Is that what you really wanted to talk to me about?” I found myself asking. “About the color of a dress? At… five in the morning?” “Oh, she does miss you,” my wolf teased. I shook my head as if to physically dislodge my wolf’s incessant comments. “Yes,” Ella finally s