Chapter 39. Garroway Family

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Andrea Smith felt completely lost when the man disappeared. His scent was still in the air, along with the fluids of what happened between the two of them. She took a deep breath, giving herself time to calm down, when her pulse returned to normal, it hit her what she had done, no doubt, she would have to talk to Hunter about the situation, because they had not defined what was going on between them and she had just been with another man. She didn't want to hurt anyone, she was at a vulnerable time in her life, she was still living through the drama between her and Chris J. Anderson, she wanted to end that process. She didn't want to go to court, she didn't want to be singled out, she didn't want her mother to know how things were going on here, she needed her mother to be calm. —Cheer up!— she got up to pick up the papers and clutter that was all over the office, she began to sort them by subject, she realized what a hard job her boss was having, there were a lot of reports to the investors, they must be feeling too nervous, there were even notices from the lawyers, asking Mr. Harold Halland to stay away from the process, in one of them she describes an event that happened in the church in the village. The argument had transcended so much between my former mother-in-law and Mr. Halland that the police had arrived, she tried to hit him, she assured the police that the man had said that her son was a wife beater and abuser of women, the woman lost control, it took her a long time to calm down, but she cursed everyone and even threatened them. Andrea put a hand over her mouth in surprise, she didn't think that was possible. —She's a cruel old woman, now she messed with someone she won't be able to treat badly— the hardest part was that she had been released on bail, according to the lawyers report the woman was ready to do more than just leave it at words. As she looked at the papers she realized what kind of a burden Harley was having, she even noticed that he had left a lot of clothes in the office, by the way she found him in the morning, he was probably sleeping within those four walls. She called the cleaning crew, to help her get rid of some stains, in addition to sending her clothes to the dry cleaners, she made the request for more to be brought in from her family home. —Since what time did you get to the office?— one of her colleagues asked her, the tone she used let him see that she was not envious. —Almost at dawn, I couldn't stay at home any longer. —Didn't someone try to contact you...who you know— asked another classmate. —No one imagined what you were going through. —We're so sorry, he seemed like a nice guy. —They made a nice couple, but appearances can be terribly deceiving. —You can't trust anyone anymore. —Don't worry, we're all here for you. The pity comments and sad looks were worse than I imagined. Not everyone was happy about what had happened, they loved Chris J. Anderson very much, but they could not deny what had happened because his boss was the one who claimed things, they had even broadcast the video in which they were arguing and the conversation they had was heard, so some considered that he had brought it on himself for having a man in his house. The pity, the comments and the difficulty of the situation, made her stay almost the whole part in the office to work from there. Harley's promise was very difficult to keep, she simply had not been able to return, she was in a long meeting, investors from all over the world were calling and asking for compensation. The internal audit was yielding results, a purge was being made of employees who had engaged in serious misconduct to help family members or turned a blind eye, for monetary retribution. The firings, as well as the threats by employees, I hoped would end promptly. Every time he tried to get out of his chair, something new came up. A group of werewolves entered, they were the patrol team, they were in charge of the perimeter security they ran as they commanded. —Hunter took that girl to the lake— one of the boys began commenting. —I'm already aware of that information. —He told him all about our history. —Your father knows about it and doesn't care. —He's in love with the girl— Harley replied, feeling that at least he was taking the first steps to make her aware of their state, he wondered if she would be able to accept that they were werewolves and that it would change her life. —But you slept with her— pointed out one of them fearlessly, that annoyed the Alpha. —We don't want a war within the pack, but you are the two heir alphas and you are sharing the same woman, Hunter won't take it well. —You can't get between us, we are two brothers. —We are in charge of security, your decisions affect us all. I hated that it was true what they were saying, it was much more annoying. —What you do with my life is not your problem— The werewolves shared a disapproving look. —The girl could get pregnant. —So?— Now after they said it, he thought about how they hadn't protected themselves, he felt worried because it was a real possibility and it would be a battle, but the baby itself would quell the wrath of any fight. —We surveyed the area and the Garroway family is regrouping in our area. —Does my father know? The wolves looked at each other again. —No, we came to tell you first— Harley liked that. —I like that kind of loyalty. And I find your news disturbing. How long ago? —A week, we thought they were deserters, but more kept coming in. Their father indicated to us that whoever repented could rejoin the herd, but they didn't initiate the approach, we assumed they would be nomads, because they respected our boundary, but their numbers are increasing. —How many do you think they are? —Twenty at least. —Only men? —There are some women, but their family is despicable and bloodthirsty, the mothers are willing to kill their children. —That means he's in town— now they'd be facing a big problem on their hands.
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