Theon squeezed his hands around the steering wheel of his car, his knuckles turned white from the immense pressure. The traffic was crawling as rain pelted the windscreen.
Why now? Sienna hadn't called back since the last time he had called. He had his phone connected to the Bluetooth and tried her number again. It rang and rang, but no answer came through. So he tried Azaria next and received the same. His heart thrummed painfully. If Aziel was behind this, he was going to do something horrible to the man. He was done being patient and taking the right approach to things. If Aziel touched a hair on his mate's head, he'd kill him.
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