Lilith’s Pov

The second Nolan dropped the call, my heart dropped too.

His voice was so weak, it sounded nothing like the man I knew. It sounded like he was in pain, like something was really wrong. My instincts kicked in immediately.

I called back. Once. Twice. Three times.

No answer.

“Nolan, pick up,” I muttered, pacing across my room, the phone pressed hard to my ear. “Come on, pick up.”

Still nothing.

My fingers trembled as I dialed again. No answer.

I was already pulling a hoodie over my head, rushing to the mirror to throw my hair into a bun. Something was very wrong. I didn’t care how...