Desmond's POV
The week passed in a blur of work, repairs and calmness. Lucien and Davina no longer needed my help and my pack was slowly forgetting the event of me claiming a mate that wasn't mine. I should have been happy, but I couldn't stop thinking of Raine and our last interaction.
I'd sent the flowers over to Sienna's pack house and stated that it be delivered to her. I waited for a response, and till now, I've gotten nothing. I couldn't even tell if she got it or not. Maybe Sienna just wanted to punish for some reason.
I looked down at my phone again. Sienna's contact was plastered there, and I was wondering if it was a good time to call. It was still early in the morning and I had not even stepped out of my room.
The thing was, I was certain that she was awake, but she might no
