_Author’s POV_
Calden pursed his lips, stalling. “As I said, I won’t be able to give you an exact figure until the mechanic is done with his work.”
If he gave a figure right now, he wouldn’t have any reason to contact her again.
Growing impatient, Ryan frowned and glanced at Calden. “Alpha Ashmoor, it’s getting late. Wrap it up, will you?”
Calden snapped out of his thoughts and locked eyes with Ryan, who sat in the driver’s seat. The memories of Ryan and Zarelle’s previous intimacy flooded his mind. He had always been concerned about their relationship, and now Ryan’s words made his hackles rise again.
“Mind your own business,” Calden retorted, his words dripping with coldness.
Zarelle, too, felt frustrated. “Alpha Ashmoor, just send me the bill, and I’ll transfer the m
