Evander
“Fuck.”
The curse had barely left my mouth when my phone vibrated in my hand. Then it vibrated again and again.
The repeated buzzing finally dragged my attention to the screen. I'd ignored my phone for the better part of the evening while making sure Calliope was alright. Between the healer, the elders, and the endless stream of wolves wanting to check on her, I hadn't looked at it once.
Now the notification count made my stomach tighten.
Seventeen unread messages. Every single one of them was from Hannah. A deep frown creased my forehead.
Why would Hannah—
A thought struck me before I could finish it. Mirellie. Of course Hannah would be with Mirellie. She was her assistant.
I immediately opened the conversation. The first message had been sent shortly after I left the danc
