Grace
My mind reeled. I hadn’t expected a call, let alone so soon. I swallowed, searching for something to say. Was it fear? Apprehension? It felt like I was completely caught off guard and already tumbling over the edge of panic.
Shit. s**t. s**t. This wasn’t the time for panic! I sucked in a series of short quiet breaths, trying to focus. What would Charles say if someone he sent supplies to called him? Eason?
What should I say?
“Alpha Wolfe?” Magnus' voice, gruff yet strangely gentle, jolted me back to reality. “Are you still there?”
I cleared my throat. “Yes, yes. I’m still here. I… Your wife said you were in critical condition… I was just… shocked.”
A moment passed. “Shocked that your supplies helped?”
I blinked. “No, why would I be shocked about that?”
“Then, what exactly are
