Kendra POV
“There you are!”
“I came as soon as I got your message. What’s up?” Brandon asked as he jogged towards my oak desk.
“I haven’t seen you much. You were hiding from me. No, it’s not a question. That’s a statement.” I pointed the pen I was holding toward the chair in front of me. I had asked for Brandon a few times the previous week, but he was indisposable. It was either he was training with Uncle Billie or spending so much time with his mate. It had been days and I could not get hold of him even during mealtimes. I wouldn’t be surprised if the next time we saw each other, he would bring up the news of Macy’s pregnancy. No, I promised myself I wouldn’t get in their way, even though Brandon promised he would be there when I asked him to be.
I was still bitter that my best frie
