Callum And Rayla Novels & Stories

I answered. “The hunters you mentioned before?” she asked again. “Type that stepped out of that category,” Callum muttered. “You okay, Miss…?” “Hale,” I answered for her. “Rhea Hale.” Callum nodded, as polite as he could manage. “I’m Callum. His friend.” He squinted at me. “Friend… right?” “Friend,” I echoed. I knew he was checking how much I’d told her. “Good.” He looked at Rhea again. “Pretty miss looks like she needs water, Kaelan.”

“It’s me Rayla, please listen to me, there’s a misunderstanding—“ she cuts me off before I could further explain. “If you want me to listen to you then come back home, Rayla! What the hell is wrong with you? Do you have any idea how sick with worry you’ve made me, Ma and Jenna? And what is this rumors going around about Damien being a part of a gang of rogues? Do you have any idea how much you’ve endangered your life?” She demanded on the verge of tears. I removed the phone from my ear to stare at it, having no idea how to respond to her question. I didn’t want to fight and it felt good to hear her voice. More importantly, how could I provide her answers to questions I don’t know myself?