She was there.
She was f*****g there, Reagan tightened his grip on his cell as his man was describing the scene at Green River pack. He walked to the window of his bedroom and stared unseeing. His wolf rose anticipating what he might do next.
But he needed more details. He had left his men at Green River pack hoping that one-day Sky will come back home. They set up camp in the forest, just far enough that she wouldn’t see them. He didn’t want her to run away again.
“She’s not alone,” his man was saying.
Who could she be with? Reagan asked himself wishing he was there to see her himself. His lips spread into a smile as he imagined the shock on her face when she finally realized he had been waiting for her for so long.
“You are not going to like this boss,” his man said as if he hea
