Chapter Sixty-Four
Swiping my thumb over the screen, I lifted the phone to my ear. Not trusting myself to say anything to her.
“Nick.” She sobbed on the other end of the line and I cringed, wondering why she would be calling me crying like this.
“Chelsea.” I growled, rolling my head to the side. My teeth lengthened with the need to taste her blood. To hurt her as she had hurt us.
“Oh Nicki, this has been the worst day. Can you, can you come home?”
Nicki.
Just the way that she said that nickname made my skin crawl. It was one of the things that she used to do that I hated.
“Home?” I asked. What could she mean? When we had split up, I had left our apartment on campus, not wanting to stay there with her and her mate.
“Nicki, everything is a mess. It’s all so screwed up.” Chelsea
