20

Everything became peaceful and life wasn't as complicated as before.

But the simple life she now lives was lonely and frustratingly depressing.

This is what he wanted, right?

She never wanted to leave him but he kicked her out.

She would toss herself at night in bed, drink a gallon of coffee and watch the moonlight but still wasn't able to get him out of her mind.

What about the attacks?

Is he still in danger?

Picking up her phone, she dialed Japh.

He stopped picking her calls ever since she left the pack house probably because Jordan ordered him not to.

She angrily threw the phone on the bed.

"Ow!" Iris threw the phone back.

"Ouch!" Willow pushed her off the bed with her legs.

"Ah!" Iris shouted. "What's wrong with you!?" She stood up.

"Sorry!"

"Are you done packing?" Iris asked, adjusting her baseball cap.

"I don't feel good about this," Willow sadly said.

"I thought you said he isn't your type?" Iris sat beside her.

"We've talked about this" Willow rolled her eyes.

"I know you like