Clara's eyes widened as she rushed to the window, her heart racing with a mix of emotions. She pushed aside the curtain and peeped through the blinds, her eyes scanning the scene outside. And there it was, the familiar car that had carried them to the pack house parked right outside her house.
Ryker's head was poking out of the car window, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he blasted the horn with reckless abandon. Clara's eyes rolled in exasperation, her initial reluctance to go anywhere that day still lingering. She didn't want to deal with Ryker's antics, or face whatever lay ahead at the pack house.
With a sigh, Clara turned away from the window and made her way downstairs, her feet heavy with reluctance. She opened the front door, and Ryker's grin widened as he caught
