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"Then why didn't you call me?" Nathan softly replied, "There is heavy snow in the place that I'm working and Mr. Connection was scared away. Your mom and I searched around for a long time before we found him. After discussing it for a long time, we gave him a 100 before he agreed to let me call you." Luna was amused and she laughed. Seeing this, Connie hurriedly wiped away her snot and tears. Listening to the voice on the phone, she was extremely anxious.

“Will you at least let me plug my phone in for five minutes so I can check my messages?” “Sure.” Chase had quite a few missed calls, including one from Ava last night. No voice message. Dammit. He stopped at the call from HeadGame, a sports safety equipment manufacturer. They’d only called thirty minutes ago. Intrigued, he kept his phone plugged in as he called the number, expecting to get a recording. But a live person answered. “This is Chase McKay. I received a message from this number tonight.” He listened. “Yes, sir. That sounds fine. Actually, I’d planned to be in California tomorrow. Sure. I’ll call you in the next couple days after I figure out my schedule. The event in Salinas start

Each pack had its own personal connection, separate from the general signals and cellular data available across Gazina. "Melody isn't answering. Something might be wrong at Nightraven. Stay here; I'll alert everyone," Calisto said, and Elijah nodded. "I'll call Damian, too, to inform him and see if he knows anything," Elijah responded. Calisto nodded and left the office. Elijah quickly dialed Damian's number, but there was no answer. He wondered if Forestheart was also experiencing connection issues. He checked his phone signal and saw there was no service. Elijah frowned, quickly grabbed the pack house transceivers, and immediately called the tech team.

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.

I forgot that I’m still playing the straight dude, for Pete’s sake. I only went to the dining table with my parents for about half an hour, not even close to that, and I already missed this much calls. I stared at the twelve calls that I missed and just by looking at the red text, it appeared like it’s going to swallow me alive. Those twelve missed calls could even mean a ton of things. It could mean that Rachel’s probably upset with me and now I’m starting to list a few possible reasons as to why. Could it be that she saw me ride Ambrose’s motorcycle last night? Or could it be that she just missed me so much?