Before Sylvia could start running away with her phone, the device rang.
She looked down.
Tom Lancaster ❤️
Her brain stopped.
The name sat on the screen with the calm violence of a military declaration, and Sylvia, who had previously believed herself capable of responding to emergencies with dignity, simply stared at it as if the phone had grown teeth.
Rina took advantage of Sylvia's momentary confusion, her genetics as an alpha, and the training that came from being one of Arion's siblings.
She plucked the phone from Sylvia's hands and answered before Sylvia could rediscover movement.
"Hello, Toooom," she said in the sweetest tone possible.
Sylvia's soul left her body.
On the other end of the line, there was a pause.
"Princess Gregoriana," Thomas said, his voice dry and very clearly irritated that it was not Sylvia on the phone. "Can I ask why you are calling me that and where Sylvia is?"
