Williams had barely driven for five minutes when the sound of his ringing phone shattered the silence in the car. He let out a small sigh, glancing briefly at the screen of his phone. Another call.
His fingers tightened on the steering wheel, a subtle sign of the pressure mounting in his chest. But this time, when he checked the caller ID, it wasn't Vanessa, one of his warriors or a subordinate from the Luminera side. It was Trevor.
He didn't waste time.
With a swift swipe, he answered the call. "Trevor?"
"Alpha Williams," Trevor's voice rang out, slightly muffled by the wind. "You need to be at Apex Dominica this evening. I've got a bad feeling."
Williams frowned. "Talk to me. What's going on?"
"Boss thinks the witches will make a move tonight. He is not sure yet but I am not willing to doubt him on this. And the fact that he is still recovering from that trip to the God realm means he might not be able to handle them alone if it comes down to a fight."
