Zephyr's POV
Over the next few days, I noticed jordan was acting strange. Now, it wasn't the obsessive strange behavior I had gotten used to. This was different. He kept checking his phone, pacing the hallway outside my room. He did this for almost a week. At first, I thought he was just nervous but he kept doing the same thing over and over again, I knew something had happened.
"What's wrong?" I asked when he brought me dinner one evening.
"Nothing." He said it too quickly. "Just that I received a text from one of my buddies that Valta's sending someone to check on things."
I dropped the spoon I was holding as the hunger I felt a while ago was gone and replaced with a sense of dread. "When?"
"Tomorrow."
"Does she do that often?"
"Never," he admitted. "In the last eighteen months I
