Aerion
I was running late, and my patience was wearing thin by the second. I had been stopped by several pack members each having a question that took me longer to answer. It was as if they had remembered I was their alpha after all and had all chosen the same day to corner me.
Jack had been blowing up my phone since I left the office, warning me that if he had to wait longer than ten minutes, I would be paying for his drinks throughout his stay. Hearing his voice was like a reminder of home.
When I pulled up to the airport curb, I saw him immediately. Jack looked more relaxed than he had in years, leaning against a pillar with that signature lazy grin, like he owned the place. One thing about him, he always just fit right into places.
He tossed his bag in the back of my car and slid
