Chapter 72: Who dares to call the Alpha King 'Little King'?
(Seraphina's POV)
My phone rang again. Another unfamiliar number, but not the previous one.
I hesitated, staring at the screen. After a few rings, I answered, listening silently.
A few seconds passed before that familiar, slurred, and hoarse voice spoke again.
"Seraphina... I know you're there. Don't hang up on me again."
My grip tightened on the phone. Damien Volkov. Again.
"I've been thinking about us all night," he continued, his words slurring together. "About how things used to be. Remember my birthdays? You'd always make me that chocolate cake with the moonberry frosting. You'd light the candles and make wishes with me..."
My stomach churned with disgust. "Those days are over."
"They don't have to be!" His
