Chapter 0257

Rafe

Grabbing some water, I throw it on his body. Wyatt groans but doesn’t move.

“Get the fuck up.” I demand.

More groans, and there is a tiny bit of movement. He raises his hand and gives me the middle finger. For the water or my presence, I didn't know.

“What the fuck do you mean she is coming?” I snap. My temper was hanging on by a very thin thread.

“She’s coming for me,” he croaks.

“Is that