I slipped the phone back into my bag and gave a self-deprecating laugh. I was done relying on him. Done letting habit control me.
With shaky hands, I signed the paperwork and followed the healer to the IV room alone.
After finishing the IV, I felt more dizzy than before. The cool, sterile air of the pack’s medical center wasn’t doing much to help, and I swayed slightly as I took a step forward, my head spinning.
Asher still hadn’t come back. No calls, no messages. He’d said he’d check on me after the healer, but nothing.
I pulled out my phone, feeling the weight of the situation press on me. I had to call him, even though I didn’t want to.
When he picked up, I could hear the faint sounds of laughter and the soft hum of an Italian ballad in the background.
"Lois, I’m sorry," he said, his voice distracted. "I was going to come back, but Celeste... she had some trouble shifting back into her wolf form. I had to help her out."
I froze at the mention of her. “Asher, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
A waitress’s voice cut through the call. “Your pizza is ready, sir. Please enjoy your meal.”