Chapter 104 And Honestly?

• Alistair’s phone buzzed sharply against his palm. He answered without looking. Frankly, the last thing he needed was another notification, ping, or buzz trying to carve out a piece of his fraying nerves. He pressed it to his ear, still walking, still processing the train wreck of a conversation he'd just had with Liam.
• “Alistair—”
• Sophie’s voice hit him like a slap of cold water. Urgent. Tightly wound. No greeting, no breath wasted.