Chapter 9

Tyler’s POV

You know, growing up in the south you hear a lot of crazy shit, but this takes the cake. I stared at Connelly’s giant canine teeth and cringed, “You are joking, right?” They all three exchanged glances and Dalton cleared his throat, “No, we aren’t jokin’, unfortunately. I am the wolf you saw in the woods. You are on my pack territory.” He leaned back in his seat and pressed his palms to his knees. He was nervous, I could feel it. He thought I was going to run away. I should be running away like my damn hair was on fire, but I couldn’t. I kept feeling myself being called to him.

I don’t know what this all meant, but I was going to continue to ask questions. I was nosey by nature which is probably one of the main reasons I pursued this career field. Look where it landed me, in a straight up shit show. I shook my head at the thought and I started giggling out loud. The three men looked at me like I was growing a second head because I was obviously losing my sanity over this w