ANDREA’S POV
“Gina,” I said tightly. “I’ll think of something and call you back.”
“Okay, Alpha.”
I hung up and tossed my phone aside with a growl.
“Is there a problem, Andrea?” Nora asked hesitantly.
I ran my hand through my hair with a sharp exhale.
“It’s fine; nothing you need to worry about,” I told her.
She moved closer and put a hand on my shoulder. “Still, maybe if you talk about it, you’ll feel better.”
I snorted, grabbing my wine glass. I downed the whole thing in one gulp. “Talking about Kade Nightshade has never made me feel better.”
Nora raised a brow. “The person you have a problem with is Kade Nightshade?”
I turned to her. “You know him?”
She leaned back and folded her arms. “In passing. What did that asshole do now?”
I raised a brow. The
