Chapter 15
Of course, Dad refused to be soothed by my half-hearted text. I should have guessed as much, but I was still surprised to find three missed calls from the male parental unit when I checked my phone on the walk up to Harmony’s apartment building half an hour later. One I could have ignored, two might have been staved off with a second text...but three meant business.
Leaning my head against the smeared safety glass of the entranceway, I sighed and accepted that dealing with Wolfie’s worry was a mandatory prerequisite for collapsing into my own bed. On the bright side, the scent of werewolf around the front door was fading, no additional shifters having passed by the spot since I walked out the door this morning. So that was one danger out of many that appeared to have become le
