Willow drove home quickly after hurriedly locking up the café. Fat snowflakes began to fall as she tore down the road to her house. Her grandmother's truck wasn't there. She must still be visiting whatever random relative she rushed off to see.
She would need to pack as much as she could fit into her few duffle bags. Thankfully, she wore the same few pieces all of the time so it would be light. As she opened her front door a scent hit her. The alpha had been here. Her thick musky scent lingered in the air.
“s**t," Willow said aloud and ran to her room. She pulled her bag from underneath her bed and began shoving clothing into it. She was clearing out her toiletries when she heard the front door open.
“Willow?" her grandmother's voice floated up the stairs.
“Up here!" she called bac
