Chapter 87 The Medicine 2

• IVAN.
• I pulled out my phone to press it against my ear. As I paced up and down the stable, heavy impatient breaths escaped my lips. Nathaniel’s line was ringing but for the past two days, I’d heard nothing from him.
• “Please, Nathaniel” I sent him my umpteenth voicemail, gritting my words through my teeth. “It’s been two days, call me back when you get this. I’m starting to get worried” I added. Given how we last left things, of course I was worried. I already hated fights.