Chapter 6

Drake POV 

His phone rang again.

This time, Rowan pulled it out and answered without even bothering to look at the screen.

His expression immediately soured. “What the hell is going on with you? I don't have time to deal with you, Lucas.”

He waited for a few seconds, listening to whoever was on the other end before his entire demeanor changed.

“Oh, sorry, Mrs. Finn. I will calm him down now.”

Mrs. Finn?

“...”

“Yes, ma'am. Don't worry. I apologize for the earlier outburst.” He ended the call and slowly lowered his phone.

I stared at him.

So...Lucas was apparently a problem.

And Mrs. Finn was the unfortunate woman who had to deal with him. My gaze drifted over Rowan as he fumbles with his phone.

A crazy boyfriend and a sharp-tongued physiotherapist. What an interesting combination.

The house there must be hot.

Very hot.

I almost snorted at the thought.

Judging from Rowan's attitude, I could already imagine the arguments.

Lucas probably did something stupid, Rowan yelled at the crazy work done and Mrs. Finn stepped in to calm them down.

Then Lucas probably did something even stupider again.

A never-ending cycle.

I shook my head.

Why was I even thinking about their relationship? It wasn't my business, not even remotely.

Yet somehow, my mind had already created an entire picture of what their household must be like.

I looked at Rowan again.

He was already typing something on his phone, completely oblivious to the ridiculous story I'd just created in my head.

I frowned.

For someone who had only been in my life for a few hours, this man had somehow managed to occupy far too much space in my thoughts.

That was starting to get under my werewolf skin.

“I'm so sorry for the drama you just witnessed. Sorry, sorry.” He gave me an apologetic smile, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

I tug my top to act nonchalant. “You seem to have a lot of drama following you around.”

He chuckled. “Unfortunately, it seems to like me.”

His phone rang again.

Again, he picked it up without checking the screen.

It was probably on speaker or something because the voice on the other end was loud enough for me to hear clearly.

And judging by the first few words, the person behind the call was far crazier than I'd imagined.

Hmm... That must be Lucas.

I mentally sighed. Tsk. Things were about to go down.

“Lucas, don't make me make a disastrous choice you'll regret every bit of, you hear me?”

The voice from the phone barked so loudly that even I could hear it clearly. “I will destroy everything you own if you don't come here right now!”

Ooh, an adult tantrum. I thought, but Rowan didn't even flinch.

“What more can a spineless coward do?” he snapped. “I dare you, Lucas. Destroy anything there and see if you won't spend the night in jail.”

There was a brief silence.

Well...That was certainly one way to handle a crazy person.

Whatever was going on between those two, it was definitely far more complicated than I'd initially assumed.

And somehow, I was beginning to suspect Rowan's life was even more chaotic than mine.

Then Lucas spoke again. "Ahhhhh! What about your parents' Moon Gem stone? The fucking jewelry you refused to let me sell!”

A loud crash came through the phone.

Then another.

The unmistakable sound of breaking glass coming out of the phone.

My amusement disappeared. Hmm...that didn't sound good.

It sounded like someone was tearing through a room. Was this idiot actually breaking into Rowan's house?

Rowan suddenly changed, the smugness vanishing from his face.

His eyes widened, and his grip tightened around the phone.

“Lucas...” His voice dropped dangerously low. “What did you just do?”

Another crash sounded from the other end.

Rowan's face paled. The mention of the jewelry had clearly hit a nerve.

“Don't you fucking touch anything in that house.” His voice was no longer teasing.

There was genuine panic underneath it.

I narrowed my eyes, studying him more carefully. Something about the way his fingers tightened around the phone told me this was more serious than he wanted me to believe.

Interesting.

So the Moon Gem stone wasn't just some random piece of jewelry.

Whatever it was, it mattered to Rowan.

A lot.

And Lucas knew it. Which meant this wasn't some childish argument between two idiots anymore.

Lucas had found the one thing that could make Rowan panic.

Lucas's maniacal laughter echoed through the phone. “I'll give you five minutes to get here, or else I'll break your parents' precious jewelry they gave you.”

My eyebrows shot up. Five minutes?

This man was actually serious.

I glanced at Rowan again.

A few seconds ago, he had been standing there confidently throwing threats at Lucas, but now his shoulders had stiffened, his fingers were trembling around the phone, and all the color had drained from his face.

His fingers tightened around the phone until his knuckles turned white. The Moon Gem stone must have been extremely important.

And judging by Rowan's expression, he wasn't going to explain it to me.

Anyways we don't have any close relationship for him to tell me.

I watched him swallow hard. Who the hell was this Lucas?

And what kind of relationship did they have for Lucas to know exactly what to threaten?

My curiosity slowly turned into concern.

I didn't like that.

I barely knew this man.

He was nosy, irritating, ridiculously sharp-tongued, and had somehow managed to get under my skin within a few hours.

Yet here I was, watching his entire demeanor crumble because some lunatic was threatening something precious to him.

I hated that I cared.

But I did, and for the first time since meeting Rowan, I wasn't amused by his chaos.

I wanted to know what that Moon Gem stone meant to him.

More importantly...

I wanted to know why the thought of losing it scared him this much.