Nothing can stop a man cold like a distress call from his pack. I thought I'd finally made it, that I'd found a place I could settle in and put down some roots for once. But that was before I saw those pretty gray eyes and figured out I didn't want to be where the man attached to them wasn't. Then came the call from my pack. I had to go home and face what a mess I'd made of my life. I had to meet the grown kid I'd never laid eyes on and prove I was more than a runaway who couldn't face his responsibilities before I got locked up forever and never saw my kid – or those silver eyes – again.