Chapter 217 Dear Friend

• WAYLEN
• Two weeks since the meeting with the council and nothing had been done. Was I worried? Fuck, yeah. Was I still ignoring them? Fuck, yeah. Was Beth still giving me the cold shoulders. Hell, yeah. I was dealing with an upset mate and a scared pack. March couldn’t have been greater.
• I tipped my head back on the headrest and groaned. Beth was in the room while I hid in my office. Our conversations were so monotone. I apologized already. Rey even took her to the pack theater for a movie. I heard them laughing, but I guess it wasn’t enough for her. Did she want my balls?