Ivonne’s POV

“I guess it's justified,” I shrugged though he couldn't see me, an unknown smile curving my lips. “How are you?”

The question came out of my mouth before I could think and I quickly stretched my palm to place the phone away from me as I let out a silent cream as I felt suddenly nervous at the fact he’d brush off the question of give a clipped remark.

“As fine as I can be,” he replied and I broke out in grin. “Not busy?” I inquired.

“Busy with pack duties but still had time to check on you,” he told, unknowingly creating a tingling sensation in my...