Chapter Twenty-One
Desmond
I sat completely still inside my quiet study room, staring down at the blank screen of my phone. She still hadn't called me. Why was she running away from me so fiercely? Did she actually hate me now?
A soft knock came at the heavy wooden door. It opened slowly, and my mom walked into the room. After the disastrous birthday party, she had completely refused to return to the old house with my dad, telling him that she wanted to stay at the estate to be absolutely sure I was okay. She held a steaming cup of coffee in her hands as she walked over and set it down gently on the edge of my large desk.
"Son, you look incredibly tired," my mom said, her voice full of worry. "Why don't you go upstairs and get some rest now? You are an Alpha, and working yourself o
