"Who are you having such a hearty laugh with on the phone?"
I stiffened upon hearing a man's voice coming from behind. Turning around, I found Johnston standing there with his hands on his hips, staring at me intently.
"Zane, I need to go. Johnston is waiting for me," I whispered hurriedly into the receiver.
"Take care of yourself, Becca. Remember that I love you and will be waiting for you," Zane assured me before I ended the call. With emotions swirling inside me, I leaned my head against the phone box momentarily to gather myself.
Johnston waited for a response, his brow creased with worry.
"Johnston, I need to be honest with you. That was Zane on the phone. I miss him so much. I want to get back, get out of the pack, get away from Alex. I'm desperate," I admitted, my voice trembli
