Trishal’s POV
I knocked on Adrian's door twice without entering, delivering my message through the closed door. I got no response, and I was too troubled to care. All I knew was that I had done what was asked of me.
Back to Mr. Tall, brooding, and handsome—what was he planning again? Why would he want to go to an event in the human world with me? I felt like I should know the answer, but somehow it eluded me.
I heard Adrian's door open and close, and after some time, I heard the door down the hall, which led to Alpha Loren's study, close.
“It is because he is ours,” my wolf mused, lying down comfortably in a fetal position and communicating a feeling of satisfaction. I had never met a more delusional wolf than mine.
I ignored her completely, picking up my phone just in time as it rang
