Kelly’s stomach twisted nervously as she pulled into the spot next to Tate’s truck. Slipping out of the truck, she noted how eerily silent everything was. There were no pups outside playing soccer. No windows were open, allowing the sounds of the packhouse to filter outside. No cars passed by on the normally busy roads.
Her heart sank further, a lump rising in her throat at the same time. Swallowing anxiously, she pulled her duffel out of the backseat and threw it over her shoulder. As much as she didn’t want to do this, she needed to. Sooner rather than later was preferable.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she was halfway to the front door when she froze. Eyes widening, she studied her mate in front of her, an identical expression on his face. Not wanting to give how nervous s
