Cedric POV
"Hey, dumbass, you ever gonna crawl back out of your hiding hole?" Savannah's voice is muffled as calls at me through the other side of the door. I'm laying on the couch, my body taking up all of the space that it offers.
Biting back a groan, I roll over.
I haven't been out in a few days. Calling in sick to work, telling Savannah to get lost, even ignoring all of my phone calls. Especially Hendrix's calls.
I'm still sorting it all out in my head. I need my own opinion at the moment, and only my own. Other voices won't help figure anything out.
After hauling myself to the door, I unlock it, swinging it open and ready to argue. My Beta forces herself into the room the first chance she gets. One look at me, and her hands are on her hips.
"What happened to you?" Savannah wonders, and I narrow my eyes at her while she crosses into the kitchen without another word.