18
Tank
I arrive at the roadside motel around midnight. The pack’s already here, as well as the little VW bus, hidden behind the place.
Sam lets me down before fleeing in the helicopter to lie low. Good call. I’ll bet neither Jackson nor my alpha will be happy with the little bomb stunt he pulled.
The first one to greet me is Garrett. The alpha pulls me into a hug, and we pound each other’s backs.
“I oughta beat you,” Garrett growls. “I don’t care what plan the hackers cook up, next time you wait for your pack.”
“I had to go in. Foxfire was going to do it.”
Garrett grunts.
“Where is she?”
“Holed up in a room with Amber and her mom. Girl’s night, or something. With all the adrenaline they had going on an hour ago, I bet they’ve crashed now.”
“I was hoping to talk to her.” If she’l
