Alfie's POV~
When I got back to the pack this morning, Zane was the only person I wanted to see. Desperately.
But when I got to his door and knocked, there was no response. Not a single sound. Maybe he didn't want to see me. Probably because I wasn't there yesterday to pick him up myself.
But I sent Simon, didn't I? That should've been enough. So why would Zane be angry?
Still… something about his silence gnawed at me. It didn't feel like he was just sulking. No, it felt heavier...like something had gone terribly wrong.
Then the darker thought crept in....Did Simon did something to him? Maybe hurt him? That bastard. That alone was enough to get my blood boiling.
I tried calling Simon's number but no response. I tried Zane's number...nothing again. That was when I gave up, my heart heavy, and made my way to the dining table where my brothers were already seated, waiting for breakfast… and for Zane to show up.