Larson's POV

"Where the hell are you, Larson!" Kyle yelled through our pack's mind-link.

"Somewhere," I answered, then looked around and laughed at myself.

When I told Tamara to meet me at the pack's border in thirty minutes, I didn't mean it.

When I left the kitchen, I decided to go to the border right then and wait for her. I couldn't stop myself or wait any longer.

"What do you mean 'somewhere' when I told you that you have a minute to meet me in your room? Seriously, ...