Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198

Rowan stared at me for a minute before he stood. He pulled out his phone and started to hit buttons. “Did you hear me?” I snarled, and he turned his phone screen to me.

“Look.” I stared at his face before my eyes flicked to his plene. It was our text chat. I read through the screen and stopped.

“That isn’t right.” I pulled out my phone and selected our chat log and showed him.

“What the fuck is going on?” He pulled my phone to his face. I stared at his phone. Messages he sent that I didn’t receive. I pulled his phone out of his hand and clicked to the call log. Nothing. All the calls I made were missing.

“How is this possible?” I looked up. Rowan was still looking at my texts.

“You texted me?” I just nodded.

“Of course I did. I also called. I felt pathetic after a week of being ignored, but I had questions and you were answering my emails.” I handed back his phone.

“Wait….you emailed me? My secure email?”

I nodded. “Yes.” I nodded. “You told me to. So I did. But I had a question that I needed an answer to about breeching a security wall and you never emailed me back. So I texted you, and I called, and then I just stopped because obviously you didn’t want to answer me ” I placed my fork down and went to grab my computer. I came back out to a very confused Rowan, but anger entered his eyes. “What?”

I walked over and clicked into my email. I went to the sent folder and quickly counted. Twelve emails…I sent twelve fucking emails to this man over a course of a month shook my head in disgust. I never counted, but seeing them all there without even a one–word reply made me feel fucking weak and pathetic.

You are not pathetic. Megan came out and laid down in the clearing by Nix, who I realized had been keeping the flame on the candle, changing my scent, going.

Nor are you weak. This is obviously a misunderstanding. Nix looked away from the candle. He seemed hurt when he thought you hadn’t contacted him.

Megan snorted. And he seemed very interested when you dropped your towels. Both of my wolves chortled a laugh. But I turned the laptop around, shoving it at him. He handed me back my phone and sank to the sofa, and started clicking through all the emails. I could tell he was reading them because when he got to the last, he winced.

I will

say I hadn’t been very nice in the last email. I was angry and honestly hurt. He had promised me to help, had hinted that he liked me, and then he fucking disappeared. Proving once again, men can not be trusted.

“I never saw these.” I rolled my eyes.

“I

“Look. If it was just our call logs, and texts missing, sure, could believe that Vince or someone hacked both of our phones. But I even texted you a call me text from my hidden phone. You hadn’t saved the number, so you should have received that one. But even if you hadn’t, you said the first day that you email was secure. More importantly, mine is because of everything on this computer, not one notification about a breech. But obviously there were no emails from you.”