Annie's POV
Enzo dials his number, and I creep onto the bed when he taps his chest. With a murmur, I sat down, putting my head on his chest. I stand by listening to the telephone ring, and it doesn't take well before Brian responds to it, and Enzo puts it on the speaker, so I can hear better without stressing my ears.
"Good evening, my King," Brian replies, his voice rather upbeat, and I snarled when Enzo's hand clasped over my mouth.
"Brian. We can't reach Brenda on her phone," Enzo says.
"Gracious, yes, she dropped it in the sink unintentionally. It got wet; I have requested another phone for her," Brian answers.
"Are you with her now?"
"Ok no, I'm working. She is at the packhouse with my Aurora,"
"So you informed her regarding Aurora?" Enzo inquires.
"Obviously, she was stunned,
