Chapter 40

Everly POV

Yesterday was rough, last night even tougher. I didn’t get any sleep; my entire body was aching from tossing and turning. The mate bond grew stronger each time I saw him, and the pain of denying it was getting harder to ignore. I rolled out of bed and to the sound of soft murmurs. That meant Zoe was awake as I heard her trying to wake Casey in the room beside mine. Getting to my feet, I quickly opened my door to see her in all her bedhead glory. She yawns and smiles at me.

“Morning,” She says, turning her attention back to Casey’s open door before she does a double-take.

She stepped away from me, and Casey went to step out of her room when Zoe shoved her back inside the door and quickly shut it. Casey banged on the door.

“Just a minute, sweety,” Zoe said before gripping my arm.

“What happened? Did that bastard hurt you? I will f*cking kill him,” She whispered yelled.

“Swear Jar,” Casey called through the closed door while I tried to figure out what had got into her.