Hailee's POV
I reached home from school, but as usual, Mother wasn't there—she was at the pack mansion.
Arriving in my room, I tossed my bag on the bed and decided to work on some assignments. I even started doing Nathan's as well since he hadn't attended classes today.
Just as I was halfway through a question, my phone buzzed loudly on the desk.
A call.
The number flashing on the screen was unfamiliar.
I hesitated for a moment, then swiped to answer.
"Hello?"
There was a short pause before a deep male voice spoke. "Hi, Hailee… it's me, Robert."
My brows furrowed instantly. "Robert?"
The voice was calm, almost like it should have been obvious. "Your betrothed… from the arranged marriage."
I froze, my pen slipping from my fingers.
So he's the one.
"We met twice, but that was when we were little—"
"Hold on." I cut him off, standing abruptly from my chair.
Of course, I remembered Robert.
