Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Something seemed off.

I lay in bed thinking about it, but I couldn't figure it out. Why would Roman have a different number?

Screw it. I decided to call it.

It rang and rang with no answer. Instead, he texted: I'm in a meeting.

I rested my chin on my hand, pondering the situation and what to do.

Picking up my phone again, I called the Starke pack offices-where Roman worked for his family.

This time, he answered quickly. His voice was low and carried a hint of impatience. "I'm in a meeting. What's the matter?"

I hadn't actually expected him to be in a meeting, so I quickly replied, "Nothing," then hung up.

What a psycho! Texting me with a strange number during a meeting. Did he have nothing else to do? If he was so busy in his meeting, what the hell was he doing texting?

Then again, he'd changed his number before when I'd blocked him. Maybe he'd had to change it because he'd been harassing some other woman who'd blocked him. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I put down the phone, planning to ignore him, but I didn't expect to see another text message.

He returned to the first question: Answer me. Why did you go to the hospital?

Goddess, he was crazy. He wouldn't speak when I called, but he'd just continue to ask the same question over text. What the hell?

I didn't want to talk to him, but I was

afraid that if I didn't reply, it would just irritate him. So I gritted my teeth and typed: I had a high fever and went to the hospital for IV fluids and antibiotics.

I was prepared for more questions, but he didn't text back. So I put down my phone and fell asleep.