Danielle's POV
"Do you recall how to respond to it?" I nod, opening the phone and moving off him. The second I did, it was like I was being pulled back to him, and I took a look at the phone in my grasp and at Enzo on the bed. It resembled a conflict in my mind between what the bond needed and what I realized I wanted, and that was to guarantee Brenda was OK.
"Focus, consider Brenda." I nodded. Keeping an intelligent thought was troublesome. Nonetheless, I was happy Enzo overlooked his senses to allow me to mark him, realizing l would think twice about it assuming I missed Brenda's call. The phone began ringing in my grasp, and Enzo, seeing me struggle, moved rapidly, responding to it, and her face sprung up on the screen, waking me up from my inner struggle.
"Brenda!"
"Hello, Brian sa
