Chapter 37. What. The. Hell.

Daemon’s POV

I sat there in my chair, trying to look serious, but somehow I felt like I was failing miserably. Henrik kept looking like I was crazy and then shakes his head.

“Sorry, Alpha. I thought you said you need to talk to Abigail?” He asks in a confused tone. I nod.

“I did.” I answer curtly. His eyes widen at that statement.

“Alpha, I’m not sure if my daughter will speak with you. If you will excuse my tardiness.” His posture straightens. He seems like he is bracing himself for my wrath. I sigh.

“I know that. That is why I need your help and your phone. She will never pick up, should I even try to call her. But I need to talk to her and then to Alpha Matthew. They are in danger, far more than they probably know.” I say with gritted teeth. Sylla’s plan has my heart raising and I need to warn Abby. My wolf is pacing in my head. He wants to talk to her, to apologize for all the heartache we caused her. Not that I didn’t agree, but I probably w