Chapter 112

The day passed in a blur as I breezed through my routine, my mind preoccupied with Chase's inconsistent behavior. One moment, he was distant and cold; the next, his eyes burned with intensity, leaving me breathless.

And this morning…..

My hand went up to my forehead where he had planted a kiss. Though hours had passed, I could still feel his wet lips there. What the hell was that for?

He was so confusing and the urge to pull my hair off my head enveloped me.

Last night he was wounded to the point of death, and this morning, this?

I flopped back on the bed with a groan.

I wished Hailey was here right now. She always had an answer, a solution, or a much-needed dose of reality. But I hadn't called her since arriving at Chase's pack, and guilt began to gnaw at me.

Feeling like a terrible friend, I picked up my phone and dialed Hailey's number.

It rang.

And rang.

Till it stopped.

I dialed her number again, and it started ringing, my heat thumping with each ring, my anxiety growing with ea