Allison wanted to hurl her phone across the wall, then watch it break into tiny pieces and stomp on them. She's furious, glaring at the screen while picking on her already uneven nails. Some of the chipped nail polish clung to her lower lip, which she brushed off. Anyways, the hunter took the advice from Marie, a hopeless romantic who asked her to just go with the flow. Oh, and also follow her heart.
How can she follow an organ? The hunter's lips twitched at the lame attempt of a joke while Marie walked out of there. Rude. So after that, she's been trying to get a hold of Alec, who's not picking her call.
Was he avoiding? No, that could not be it. The Alpha had also not responded to her message, which made her stomach clench painfully. She thought back to their last meeting when the hu
