Tyler POV
Wright House
A pounding sound echoed through the house from the front door. I glared in its direction as I picked my cell phone up from the bedside table.
Rachel was going to call soon. I didn't want to miss my chance to tell her goodnight. I hoped I could talk her into sharing a few of her sexier ideas with me before we both turned to sleep.
Whoever was at my door had better have a damned good reason for being there or I was going to instruct them to take a long walk off a short pier with my thanks.
"Yes?"
I flung the door open only to step back as I realized I didn't recognize the man on my stoop.
"Can I help you?"
"I doubt it. Most of you just wind up causing me to have a headache. I'm Alpha Inspector Art Windsor. The Alpha Council set me to task on Rachel Flores.
