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Delilah. I go into my bedroom to find my phone. I dial Angel’s number immediately. I pace around the room, a hand at my waist, and an eagerness to tell everything that has been happened. Plus, I don’t know what is going in the pack. From the look on Rose’s face, it seems there was something wrong. She never stutters but this time, she did. Could it have been Thorn she was talking to? “Angel?” I say, listening to the sound of her voice. “Delilah! Finally, I have been trying I reach you. We should face time.” Angel says and I place my phone against a corner, switching on the camera mode. “Look at you…” She says and my face widens in a smile as I gaze at her. From what I can tell, she is at the pack house. “How are you? How is Desmond? I have missed everyone.” I say to her. “I’m good an