Soli's POV:
"So, it's settled. We have to go to Montana and get my mom. I will not have her held against her will to become a hybrid baby making machine," I demanded. "Of course. We will protect her with our pack and lives, Beautiful. These fools the seer spoke of don't know what they're in for," Salem seethed.
"Call her, love. Have her pack. It's 11:00 a.m., we can be there this evening," Sevyn ordered. I got my phone from the bed side table, and immediately dialed her number. I put it on speaker so she can hear us all when she answers.
The longer it rings, the more sick to my stomach I became. "This is Angela. I'm sorry I missed your call. Leave your name and number and I'll get back with you. If this is concerning catering from the diner, please dial (614)476-2276," and then the beep
