Chapter 70

• Fang's POV
• “Are you ready?” Ferro asked as he packed the last of my things in the backpack. He had insisted on helping me pack, even though I had very little to pack. He had a look of sympathy on his face that I loathed.
• “I'm fine, let's go,” I gritted and jumped into the passenger seat. I was in no mood to drive today, so I let my Beta take the wheel. I hadn't seen Asona and Cal in a week, and it was eating me up. All my efforts to reach her on her phone had been thwarted as the line was no longer reachable. I wondered where she was. I had gone to Icemoon pack and threatened that fucking mutt but he looked so confused, I knew he had no idea where she had gone. I knew her friends knew her whereabouts as none of them had picked my calls. The more annoying one, Townsy had always made sure to decline the call after it rang to show me that she didn't want to talk to me.