Thoth:For fuck’s sake Amy…why aren’t you answering now?
My father’s messages were next.
Deadmanwalking:Hey I just wanted to let you know I got permission from the King. We just need an excuse to get you out of there with the information.
Deadmanwalking:Where the fuck are you? Rowan got a call from a doctor in the pack and said he thought he heard you as the patient. Are you hurt? What happened?
Deadmanwalking:Talk to me, baby girl, before I call you.
I winced at the desperation in his words. I heard a distant ringing. Someone was calling the clinic. I felt my phone vibrate again and I closed my laptop without answering. They could wait. My mom’s name was on my screen, so I answered the call.
“Amy! What the fuck is going on? Why have you been ignoring my calls?” She was holding back.
I swallowed past a lump in my throat. “Brandon attacked me.”
She quickly inhaled. “I’m coming.”
“Mom.” I heard her call out.
“Toya! Brandon attacked Amy. I’m running to the pack.”
“What!” Toya, Wendy and Carly all screamed, and I winced. Oh fuck.
“Mom!” I called again.
“What!” She screamed as I heard her start running.
“You can’t.” She grunted. “Don’t ignore me. You can’t show up. First, because you are across the country.” I pushed, reminding her that people were listening. “Second, because the surgery is already done.”
“Surgery!” She shrieked.
“And last, because I have to do everything tonight. I have a dinner planned.”
She panted. “Are you dumb?” I chuckled. “No, I seriously want to know. I didn’t think I raised someone as stupid as you to think that when my daughter is hurt, I wouldn’t come back.”
I shook my head like she could see me. “I’m not dumb. I am a grown woman who knows what she is doing. I refuse to leave this pack with my mother, like I am being chased out of here. I will walk out of here with a straight back and a kiss my ass attitude.”
Chapter Eight
There was silence on the line. Then she sighed. “Fine, but you better be heading here tonight.”
“I am, I promise.” I sighed.
“What’s wrong?” Like a light switch, her anger was gone, and it was replaced by her worry.
“I have to call the king.” I felt the pit in my stomach open.
“Oh, sweetie.” I could feel her amusement through the phone, but she kept it in check. “It will be fine. You act like you are walking to your execution.”
I rubbed my eyes and pinched my nose. “Because I am. Do you not remember the other night?”
“I do, and I think you are going to be perfectly fine.” She sighed. “I love you. Make the call. Go see Vince. Wrap up your work and then come home.”
“Will do.” I sighed. “Love you.” Then I hung up the phone. I looked at my call log and grimaced. I saw Rick’s name and jumped at the chance. I dialed him.
“Hey…is everything okay?” He sounded worried, but also out of breath.
“Yeah…are you okay?”
