Eloise's POV:
The ear-piercing sound of the phone's ringtone pulled me out of my dream. In the dream, I was eating my favorite dessert. I couldn't accept such a big difference. I wasn't feeling my best when I answered.
"Hello, who's this?"
The person on the other end of the phone only coughed a few times. He was obviously frightened by my tone.
That tone was all too familiar.
I took a closer look at the number, and it was from Jude. If there was nothing, he wouldn't come to me.
But why was he contacting me now?
I felt it was strange and quickly got out of bed. I was too nervous.
"I'm sorry, Jude. I shouldn't have spoken to you like this," I said sincerely. When I was still living in Atticus' pack, he provided me with much help. Even if I didn't want to talk to Atticus, I had to ans
