Jocelyn
I roll my eyes up to the ceiling as I listen to what sounds like an old woman talking in a deep Spanish accent to Matthew over his phone's speaker.
"I'm sorry, but he's not in right now."
I feel my upper lip curl with impatience as I stalk over to the desk snatch the phone from in front of him and glare down at it.
"Are you saying your pack is unprotected right now? Are you saying that your Alpha has no one else of importance to take our calls?"
The woman begins backtracking, talking in Spanish before she says in a wary voice. "The Beta is here. Can you hold so I can go get him?"
After a week of getting the same answers from the Omega woman, and me pestering Matthew to keep trying, I decided enough was enough. I knew that Wyatt still had years before anything happened anyway
