He whispered as quietly as he could.
“I’m fine. Nothing’s wrong.”
He meant to explain that the kidnapper was just an ordinary woman, but Zahir spoke too quickly, and the chance slipped away.
- Just a bit longer, just a bit... How much time do we need? We’ll go in ten minutes.
Ten minutes.
That was sooner than expected.
Forgetting he was on a call, Cesare nodded reflexively and replied, “Okay.”
“It’s hard to talk for long. Anyway, I’m fine. The kidnapper is a woman and an Alpha, but...”
What Cesare had meant to convey was not to worry too much—and also, not to rush in too forcefully.
But Zahir’s voice cut in before he could finish.
- Alpha? A female alpha...?
There was disbelief in his voice, and then a rising tremble.
He sounded close to tears as he answered.
- I got it. I’ll save you. No matter what. Just hang in there.
‘...Why did he sound even more anxious?’
Cesare found it worrying, but he didn’t have the luxury to reassure him.
