Dorothy’s P.O.V
3 years ago:
“Fucking, Trevor!” I looked at my phone for the thousandth time. He was supposed to pick me up after class at 4PM, but it was past 4.30 and I had been calling and texting him for the last half hour to no avail.
“What’s gonna be his excuse this time? Abducted by aliens or fell into a crater and ended up on the other end of the earth?” I hugged, flipping my dark hair behind my back.
I could’ve asked Flora to pick me up, but she was busy frolicking with the future Alpha, out in the woods somewhere.
Ever since the rogue attack, Flora and Clay have been inseparable and even though I didn’t admit it to Flora…I have been feeling a bit left out. And now, even my boyfriend was ghosting me.
“Looks like I’ll be walking home after all.” I rolled my eyes and switched off my phone. If Trevor wasn’t going to answer my call, then I won’t be answering his either.
“Hey…need a ride?”
“Look dude, whoever you are, I’m no-Riley?”