It’s been a bit since Tristan had gotten to talk to Clyde about much, that includes him telling Clyde that Marli was back in town.
He was busy with other things, or so that’s what his excuse would be when walking into Clyde’s house. Tristan had a key.
“Clyde, you home?”
“Goodbye.” He waved back before closing the door. The smile fell from his face. Marli should have never left the pack.
“I will. I’ll see you later, Clyde!” He waved to the man before he would be leaving him back to what it was Clyde did....