Monica paced the room, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She glanced at the clock, a deep frown taking over her features. She then walked to the window and looked outside, watching how it was already dark, and barely any stars glimmered in the sky. There was no sign of Tyson, and seeing his car parked idly in the driveway made her feel sick in the stomach. There was a weird fear blooming in her heart, it was as if her gut was telling her that something was amiss. Something was about to go very wrong.
"That's it," she said, taking a deep breath. "I have to." She walked out of her room, and went straight to Viktor's, knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" Viktor growled, clearly annoyed. Monica realized she had destroyed a moment for him and his mate, but she could not care less. Her ma
