Alpha Doyle
I was too distracted to focus on pack work. Several times Sean had caught me zoning out. I was thinking too much about Lena and my girls.
“Why don’t you call her?” Sean asked.
“I have, many times,” I replied.
“No, you haven’t. You have been calling your daughters. You haven’t called Lena,” he replied.
“I don’t have her number. And every time I call my girls, she will not get on the phone. She drives me crazy!” I replied.
“Yes, I can see that. So, what do the girls have to say about it?” he asked, seeming to be quite happily amused by my current predicament.
“Leah said to just give her time, so I will give her time,” I replied.
“Well, I am sure Leah knows Lena well enough to judge on the situation. Just give her some time and let her know that you are there for her. Once
