"What do you mean personalized calls?" I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest.
"It means that he had been calling every pack personally." Cayden answered. My eyebrows shot up. Manuel making personal phone calls, no way.
"Has he called you yet?" I asked and when he nodded I continued. "And what did he say?"
"He just said that his mate and son were missing and that if they were to pass through my territory to give him a call." I could hear the anger in Cayden's voice.
I could feel the anxiety building in my body and had to take a deep breath to relax.
"Okay." I answered, pushing back my chair and standing up.
"Where you going?" Cayden asked, standing up and meeting me at the door.
"I need a nap." I said as I gently rubbed my temples, I felt a headache coming on.
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