Chapter 92

“Okay, okay, we’re heading back now,” Brooke said into her phone. “Chill, Harry! My human legs can only move so fast—we’ll be back in a minute.” Brooke hung up and looked at the girls. “Our mates want us home.”

“Do they know about the text?” Olivia asked, and Indianna nodded, tapping her head.

“Greyson knows all right,” she said. “Let’s go so we can figure out what to do.”

The girls started to head to the car, and Brooke sighed when her phone rang again.

“Harry, we’re on our way—Brandon? Brandon! What’s wrong?” Brooke stopped in her tracks and gasped. “Oh my God, Brandon, where is she? Oh God, I’ll be there as soon as I can!”

“Bloody hell, what else is going to go wrong?” Kimberly scoffed, and Brooke glared at her.

“I-I’ve got to g-go,” Brooke stuttered.

“What’s wrong?” Indianna asked.

“My a-aunt… she’s in the hospital. She was