Page 32 of Silent Noise

“Axel, may I be frank?”

Lifting my head, I stared at the phone, expecting the worst. “Yes?”

“Is there something wrong with her?”

I frowned, “what do you mean?”

“Does she have some sort of mental condition?”

I began shaking. “No, no she’s not supposed to, why? What’s wrong with her?”

The Alpha went silent for a moment.

“Alpha, is she okay?” I didn’t know what ‘okay’ would entail considering what had happened, but I had to ask.

“She’s alive,” he said, “responding, talking.”

“I-uh,” I didn’t know how to ask, what to ask.

“I’ll look after her while you travel here, it should be about a two day’s drive, maybe more considering the weather and flooded roads.”

“Thank you, Alpha.”

“I’ll inform her you’re on your way.”

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