Novel & Cerita Garrett Anderson Book

"You okay?" I watch Garrett vanish into the crowd. Is he here just to screw with me? Or is he after my blood? That question settles in the pit of my stomach like a rock. Because after everything he's done... After he and Andrea kidnapped Jen... After they nearly killed her... After they tried taking me out of the championship... I honestly convinced myself that chapter of our lives was over. What an idiot.

And Garrett would die before he let them uncover all that he had done and buried in secret. As the guards took their new positions and the locks turned, Garrett whispered to himself with a huge smirk plastered on his face. "Now, let me see them try to invade my residence or the archives that I have guarded and kept safe for almost half my life," he confidently said, heaving a sigh of relief. "And even if they tried, they will find nothing but ruins."

" Invert both sides and it doesn't make you a double agent it just makes you someone who's ambidextrous for lack of a better word but you are versatile that's one trade that most people who do this job or who are in this business don't have because they pick one and then they stick to one and then they work for one and then they stay there and they don't move or they don't see what else they can do because they are comfortable where they are but you've chosen adventure and that is the most awesome thing you can do for yourself. " " Enough about me and feeling sad how are you feeling and you do know that Garrett is out right he is a free man and he cut a deal with the cops so that means that

Before I could answer, Zoey stepped in for me. “Bad news first,” she said quietly, reaching for my hand. Her fingers laced tightly with mine, damp and trembling. She was just as scared as I was. Doctor Garrett took a moment, looking between our faces. The hallway suddenly felt too still, and too quiet. “Miss Anderson is not a match,” he said finally. “I’m sorry.” The words hung in the air for a beat before Zoey broke apart beside me. Her hand slipped from mine as she let out a choked sob.

He carried himself with a relaxed manner and went straight to a male receptionist standing at the desk. “Good morning, Sir. How can I assist you?” Andreas smiled politely, albeit briefly. “I'd like to pick up Miss Anderson. Which unit does she live in?” The receptionist was about to answer the question when the elevator a few meters behind Andreas stopped moving. Its doors opened, revealing a woman stepping out. The receptionist smiled and raised his hand, pointing politely. “That seems to be Miss Anderson, Sir.” Andreas turned his head, and their gazes met. Vlora's eyes widened at the unexpected presence of Andreas. Her once graceful and relaxed steps came to a sudden halt.

They walked to the buffet table and picked a plate. As she served herself, she heard in her head, 'Baby?' 'Hmm?' 'Remove his hand from your waist.' She began to chuckle. "What's so funny, my fair lady?" "Oh I just remembered a book I once read." She said, keeping her mental gateway open to make sure Andreas was hearing what she said. Garion hummed. "And what was this book about?" "A certain neanderthal." She literally felt him frown, and began to smile again.

I spat each word as though it were a weapon able to pierce his skin. I could now see how Kade felt when he was losing control. My skin felt uncomfortable and itchy as fur threatened to sprout. My human teeth felt disgustingly uncomfortable, my canines itching to break through my gums. My body was like a cellphone on vibrate, shaking as I refrained from shifting. “I showed her the truth.” Garrett spoke plainly, as if he had done nothing wrong. “She needs to know what she is, and what her future holds. I do not have the patience for coddling.”

She simply set down her pen and folded her hands on the desk in front of her, and she said, in the mild patient voice of a healer correcting an apprentice’s small careless mistake, “You should not have been able to find this place. I am genuinely impressed.” Rodrick was less composed. He lunged out of the chair, his good leg pushing him up, his bad leg dragging, and his hand went to the blade at his hip with the broken desperation of a wolf who had been planning his slow revenge from this small room for weeks and had not allowed for it ending this morning. Garrett killed him.

'Just remember that the rich people will test you on what kind of person you are, so be wise around you. Suddenly what Manager Nora said to me before came to my mind. So I put it back on top of the mini-refrigerator. I'll just ask Mr. Anderson about what the money's for. But the next morning when I woke up, Mr. Anderson was not around. I went to the garage and one of his five cars was gone. He has left for work already. I hope he's not busy today so he can go home early and so I can tell him the money I found on the mini-fridge. I thought I was just dreaming but when I woke up it was still where I landed last night so it's true.

Instead, he'd walked in, looked me in the eye, and surrendered the one thing I wanted most. I respected him for that. A door opened at the end of the hall. Cara stepped out. She paused when she saw me, her sharp eyes taking in my stance. She walked toward me, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. "You look like a man who just won a war," Cara said quietly. "Or a man who just started one," I replied. Cara smiled faintly. "Garrett is gone. His pack left ten minutes ago. He was furious, but he wouldn't retaliate publicly. He knows he crossed a line."