“Torin, sorry to wake you, but Liam is here to talk to you,” Wynne’s voice broke into my thoughts.
I hadn’t been asleep; I’d been watching Odessa sleep after making love to her. Last night, her panic attack had scared me more than I wanted to admit. Scared me and filled me with a powerful rage that she’d been treated so badly she now lived with ghosts and demons haunting her thoughts. I’d barely slept all night, watching her closely for any sign of a nightmare.
“He says it’s unofficially official,” Wynne said with a scoff. “Whatever that means.”
I ran a hand over my face. “It means I’m in trouble for punching that pompous jerk,” I said with a sigh as I slid out of bed, careful not to wake Odessa. “I’m on my way.”
I walked into my office where Liam, Wynne, and Zade were waiting for me
