Tara’s POV
I’m busy reading through the new reading list that Uncle Leo sent me, and I’m currently near the end of a book about game theory, when I’m surprised to hear someone knocking on my door. I throw on a bathrobe over the oversized T-shirt I was wearing, and answer the door to find that it’s my old gamma, Henry.
“Oh, hey!” I greet Henry cheerfully, and usher him inside. “What’s up?”
“I could ask you the same thing,” Henry replies. “I’ve been hearing that all sorts of crazy things have been going on around here, and I’m hoping that we can clear things up.”
“Oh…” is all the response I can come up with. I belatedly realize I should probably not have answered the door so cheerfully, what with my pups and my mate supposedly missing. And my “worry” over my upcoming shift. But H
