Zevran.
What I'd expected from Leilani was fucking appreciation and not the aggression she greeted me with.
What I'd expected her to say when she saw me was; "Thank you," and not a goddamn rejection she'd tossed in my face.
My blood boiled with rage as I stormed out of her ward and out the hospital altogether, and without looking back even once, I got into my mustang and drove off.
If she's insisting on being so independent then she should fucking take care of herself!
However, I had only driven a few miles when I soon began to feel guilty for leaving her all to herself, but knowing that Leilani would never want to see me, especially since we parted on terrible terms, I took out my phone and called Frostclaw instead of going back to her.
He didn't pick up the phone.
I tried again and again, my desperation clawing at my veins, and after my fifth attempt, he picked up, his bored tone slithering through the device.
"Alpha Stormborn, what can I do for you?"
