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CHAPTER 187
~Tempest's POV~
The late afternoon sunlight streamed through my room's tall windows, casting warm golden hues across the soft lavender walls.
I sat cross-legged on my bed, absentmindedly stroking Summer's fur in my mind as she paced restlessly. Her need for action mirrored my frustration.
"He'll get what's coming to him," I muttered under my breath, clenching the phone in my hands.
Summer growled softly, agreeing but clearly unsatisfied.
Just as I considered taking a long run to vent my pent-up energy, my phone buzzed in my hand, startling me. Glancing at the screen, I froze.
Ryland.
I hesitated for only a moment before answering. "Ryland?"
His deep, soothing voice came through the line. "Tempest. I heard what happened."
His words were simple, but the concern laced through them was unmistakable.