Chapter 5Zeeb frowned at the number on the screen of his phone. He didn’t have the energy for more s**t today. The i***t in the newspaper office had smiled and nodded and promised not to print any ads with Willow Road in the future, but Zeeb didn’t trust him for a second.
Back in the office, he’d growled and snarled. Frustration built, and the need to go to Jeremiah clawed at his insides. He couldn’t have a human mate, and he’d believed he could stay away, but the need to see him was almost painful. It had only been a few hours. How would he be able to stay away for a lifetime?
“Yes?” He snarled into the phone.
“Eh…Sorry for calling. Is this a bad time?”
Heat washed over Zeeb, fire licked at his core, and calm bloomed in his mind. If Jeremiah could call him, he was okay. “Jeremiah.” He
