CHAPTER THIRTY

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Damien's POV: 

Rayden and Aaron and I were the only ones that knew about each other's mates. Aaron would have to make some sort of announcement to the pack to explain his whole Luna situation, and after that Rayden and I would come clean about our mates. 

Aaron's dad almost went ballistic when he found out Aaron released the prisoners, but Aaron said it was all part of a grand plan so he hadn't don't anything to reprimand us yet. But that meant we had to keep our guard up. If his dad found out we released them because they were our mates, he would've called us delusional and thrown us in the dungeon himself. 

We managed to pretend everything was normal, and went about our afternoon as usual. We each excused ourselves after dinner and headed to our rooms, which was a little out of the ordinary, but not enough to be questionable. 

But if anyone walked in on me in my room, they absolutely would've thought I was crazy. I was laying on my bed, staring intently at my phone. I probably looked like a love-sick middle school girl. 

Jia said she would call as soon as she reached, which should be soon. It was a pretty far way back to their territory, but they had powerful wolves. 

Would I seem desperate if I called her first? What if I texted her? 

No, I could just wait. Even if I did call or text her, she wouldn't even be able to check it and reply until she had gotten back to her pack and grabbed her phone. 

But what if she had forgotten about me? What if what she felt really was just Stockholm syndrome and now that she was free, she wouldn't like me anymore? 

None of that would happen. I had to have faith in her. She said she was just as worried as I was, so I had to be strong for the both of us, for her.  

Hours had passed with me in the same position, and I was sure all my limbs had gotten numb. I got out of bed and paced around my room. Nothing could've happened to her, right? She was the daughter of the lead warrior, she could easily handle herself if she got into some sort of risky scenario. 

But then again, we had captured her pretty easily. And they did have a baby to watch out for if anything had happened. 

I sat back down on the edge of my bed and rested my elbows on my knees. My left leg couldn't stop shaking. I checked my phone again. Still nothing. 

I tried to keep my fingers steady as I shakily typed out the digits of her phone number, one by one. I hesitated to press the call button, but knowing that I might hear her voice if she happened to answer put my mind at ease. I took a breath. I just needed to hear her voice, that's all. 

I pressed dial and listened to it ring. Pick up, Jia, please pick up. 

"This is Jia! Sorry, I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message at the tone–beep!" I hung up. 

Maybe she really didn't want us to be mates. Or maybe something happened to her and she was badly hurt. Honestly, I didn't even know which of those scenarios sounded better. On the one hand, I'd go insane if anyone laid a hand on her. But on the other hand, I wouldn't be able to cope with living if she gave up on me. 

I couldn't bear to call again. I got up and paced around my room some more. Goddess, I missed her so much already. And we hadn't even bonded yet. I couldn't even begin to imagine how often I would think of her, how much I would miss her when we strengthened our mate bond.

But that wasn't the issue at the moment. My issue was that I hadn't heard from her, and I needed to know if she was alright. 

Maybe Aaron or Rayden would know. Their mates was totally head over heels for them, judging by the looks they gave Aaron and Rayden when they separated. There was no way either of them would be worrying about their mates not wanting to be with them. 

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