~Jasmine~
My phone rang sharply in the dead of night, its shrill tone slicing through the silence like a blade. I jolted awake, my heart pounding. My fingers fumbled as I grabbed it off the nightstand.
The moment I saw Kazeem’s name flash across the screen, unease coiled in my stomach like a tightening knot. He never called me—especially not at this hour. A chill ran down my spine as my fingers hesitated over the screen, my pulse quickening with a sense of foreboding. The first thing that came to my mind was Maverick. Was he alright?
“Hello?” My voice came out breathless, as if some part of me already knew.
“Jasmine.” Kazeem’s voice was grave. “It’s Maverick. I think you need to know this. He’s been heavily injured. He’s being transferred back to the Gold Pack now.”
For a
