The call ended.
Silence returned.
But not for long.
Because Caleb was already moving.
Fast.
Decisive.
He stepped into the shower without hesitation, the cold water hitting his skin as his mind raced ahead, already building plans, scenarios, strategies, calculating outcomes and risks with practiced precision.
“Great…” he muttered under his breath, frustration slipping through as he ran a hand over his face. “This is the last thing we needed…”
Especially now.
Chaos stirred immediately.
Restless.
Focused on something else entirely.
“What about our mate?”
The question came sharp.
Demanding.
Caleb exhaled slowly, his jaw tightening for a brief second before he answered.
“We have James,” he said firmly. “He’ll keep an eye on her until we are back.”
A pause.
Then, colder—
“And
