Ivan
"We need to stop," I growl, feeling the pounding headache, and my driving ability worsens.
"What's wrong?" Nefra turns, frowning at me.
"The pack's trying to call me." Damn it! We're too far for any of them to get through.
It takes skill to communicate across long distances and years of training that only some in the pack have. It's an arduous process to teach, and even I'm not that good at it. On top of everything, my phone's going off, but I can't answer it. Now, I've got a bad feeling about why everyone's trying to get a hold of me. There's only one reason they'd be this desperate.
