Tamara's POV

I walked around with a scarf covering my neck. After what he did to me, I was left stunned and at a loss for words, so I ran to my room and got a scarf to cover a few hickeys that were showing.

When I walked out of the pack house, I was very nervous because it was sunny, yet I was wearing a scarf.

"What an asshole," I said in a low tone and then glanced behind me to see Larson walking further away with a smirk.

Why was he even following me when he was the one who ...