When the phone suddenly cut off just a few minutes into what Penny was expecting to be a long, difficult conversation, both she and Francesca looked at each other with the same expression of puzzlement, followed by worry.
“That…can’t be a good sign, can it?” Penelope asked as dread suddenly started roiling around in her belly.
It actually made her feel nauseous, a feeling that only intensified when she realized that the source of the dread that was overwhelming her was her mate. He wasn’t in pain, exactly, but she could feel through their bond how very on edge he was; like he was in fear for his life. It made bile rise into her throat, and she nearly choked on it.
Penelope started for the door, and probably would have made a run for the Twilight Promenade packhouse if Ryan hadn’t grabbe
