Emma's POV
“I think we should head to the bar now, Tammy might need us there.” I said to Roland as he stepped into the house after walking Onyx to the car.
“Yeah, I think so, but if you don't mind, I think I look dirty, and I really need to fix myself a bath.” He responded, glancing through himself.
“Sure,” I nodded with pouted lips and watched him retreat into his room.
I sank myself on the couch with my gaze locked with the ceiling and staring blankly when the ring of my phone buzzed in.
My gaze landed on it, and it was Alpha Anderson; it had been a while we talked or hung out because of all these problems, but I guess he's calling me on Andrea's command.
“Good afternoon, Anderson.” I said with a forced smile that resonated in my voice to hide the hatred I abore for him.
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