Chapter Seventy-Seven
Jacob hadn’t returned home since last night and I haven’t slept a blink. Thinking over and over again about my decision, I cried all night and prayed, continuously apologizing to the unborn child in my womb.
“You called for me?”
It was Harley. Of course, I called him. I needed someone by my side right now and since Jacob was against this idea, I had to call for someone who wouldn’t turn down my heeding.
“Yes.” I wiped my face and stood up. I probably looked like a mess right now, but I couldn’t care anymore. “I also called for, uh, Roscoe. Expect his presence in a bit, I’ll just get something from my room.”
Harley’s POV
Everything was a mess around the pack. I heard Jacob was scolding his staff and throwing things everywhere. Brent told me, of course. He’d been
