LIAM.
The second Wesley called me last night, I’d known something was wrong. The guy never bother reaching out unless there’s something serious going on and I was right. Only I didn’t expect what the news was all about.
Allison had a seizure. A damn seizure.
I didn’t wait for more details. I quickly ended the call and immediately ordered my men to prepare the jet. There was no way that I’d stay another day here Missouri when Allison was out there in Colorado wasting away. I dragged Elliott and two of my men along for the ride to the Crimson Fangs pack. My jet landed at Meadow Lake and we drove from there. Elliott was the one behind the wheels and although I specifically told him to drive like his life defended on it, it didn’t seem enough for me. A growl simmered in my throat as we sped
