Stavros’s POV (Arriving at Blue Moon’s Bite)
I grabbed a few days worth of clothes and headed into the garage. I reached for the keys to a suburban with a plan to do some off-roading. I remembered all the dirt roads we had blazed through trying to find Caly when she was taken. I needed to see her, and I just needed to get there as soon as possible. I could feel that invisible pull thrumming wildly in my chest, the one that had been a constant ache the past two weeks was now alive, pulsing with energy.
I pulled up right in front of Leo’s Bakery. “I know I said an hour.” He smiled and set a large box on the counter, wrapped in ribbon and everything. I knew years of my impatience and angry outbursts had trained the Pack to obey my orders swiftly to avoid my wrath, and right now I couldn’t h
