Tyler Patterson stood on the edge of a circling gathering of friends and ranch hands. The loud bellows of laughter rising above, as they made their way from the barn towards the two story country home. His eyes darting from the left to the right, that half made circle of friends and workers catching his attention as they jabbed low blows of jokes at one another. It wasn't that unsettling or crude jokes, just the light tone of how they screwed up throughout the day as they all worked. Tyler on the other hand waved his hand at them, chartering off their silly little game, really not wanting much of a part in it, though somehow found himself being drawled to the middle of their little game.<br/><br/>"Alright fine... what about you Pete? That wild mare bucked you on your ass as soon as you got on it."<br/><br/>The cicrle of friends rose with cackles of laughter at that, Peter on the other hand swore slightly and tossed a bird in the general direction of Tyler. Peter was the males rename, but Tyler had dubbed him as Pete since his first day of work. He was a thin framed male, dusty brown hair, and blue eyes. Built though still thin in comparison to that of Tyler himself. Tyler was black haired, with eyes that boarder lined near black cause of how darkly brown they were. He was thick massed through the chest, broad shoulders, with thick roped muscles though his arms and legs,powerful in appearance from ranch work.<br/><br/>Most of the ranch hands were playful and inviting, with the single exception of Kaden, who seemed to be expressionless or grimed face. Tyler had known the man for a while now, he had helped him in searching for his mate, but in the end of it all, he had returned to this very ranch empty handed. Tyler and Kaden shared a common history, though neither of them spoke about it and none of the others knew, Tyler and Kaden held respect for each other. Since Tyler returned from his search he had offered Kaden a job on the ranch, and soon over a period of time, the rest of the guys just seemed to follow, forming a band of misfits it seemed.<br/><br/>Bounding up the front of the homes stairs, Tyler paused in his pace, looking over his shoulders to the darkening sky above. It would be raining in no time, and as he lingered there at the bottom step, with Kaden over looking him from the top step, a scent so powerful hit him. It was like a punch to the gut which made his eyes instinctively scout his land. The smell of wildflowers and rain tickling his senses and made his form tense, the muscles collided tightly under the flesh as he bunched his hands into two tight fist. She was there, he knew she was there, lingering in the far distance some fucking where. Why was she playing these damn games with him? Why didn't she just appear?<br/><br/>"Fuck!"<br/><br/>Kaden's form above on the top step shifted, almost as though getting ready to run after Tyler. Which at this point and the sensation that scent was compiling over his body, it was sure to become a possibility. The wolf within was pacing back and forth, growling that was followed by howls for release, it needed it's mate. Tyler's lip pulled into a snarl, growling under his breath as he breathed in deep;y, savoring the scent of her as the wind brought it to him. He was going to lose his mind before he found her, and when he did find her... she would be his, and his alone. Tyler was going to make certain of that one way or another. In the meantime, Kaden shifted above on the stairs, almost ready to move down beside him, in which case Tyler turned and glared up at the male, he would strike the man down if he so much as twitched a eye.<br/><br/>Tyler Pushing off his feet, running for that scent, though as he reached it, there was nothing to be found. The scent trail seemingly ended as the wind from the storm picked up, that and the dust from the land collided together, washing away the scent before he could pick it up again. Tyler lowered down on the ground brushing his hand over the platform of land, soothing it for a moment before drawing away from it. The sound of a pounding footsteps turned his direction behind him, looking over his shoulder to see the burly form of Kaden there. Momentarily glaring at the man before looking back to the ground in front of him as he spoke.<br/><br/>"Shes gone..."<br/><br/>That rough voice trickled with a growl as he pushed back to his feet, now more then before he wanted to rip into something, just release the pent up and un-shown passion that the beast had. Moving from the spot he pushed pass Kaden, making his way back to the country home were he walked inside. While the rest of the men were sitting at the table Tyler moved pass them, making his way up the stairs. He was going to need more then rest to get the woman out of his head, a cold shower for starters.