Derek's chest suddenly felt hollow, like a chunk of him had vanished. He frowned, gripping his phone, instinct urging him to call Hannah. But as the call connected, Brittany bumped into him, yelping in pain. His phone hit the floor, screen shattered.
The call never went through.
Brittany clung to him, voice sweet. "Derek, who were you calling?"
"No one," he said, too quickly. "Just remembered some pack business."
Even he was surprised by his own excuse, like a guilty mate caught sneaking around. Brittany didn't press, batting her eyes. "Derek, come to my family's dinner tonight?"
He ruffled her hair, forcing a smile. "Sure."
That evening, not only were Brittany's parents, Lawrence and Jacqueline Kane, at the Kane pack's old den, but Charles Sullivan showed up too. Derek's gut twisted
