Novel & Cerita Garrett Watts

The door swung open. It was Garrett. He did not look like the composed businessman anymore. His eyes were dilated. His nostrils flared as the wave of my scent hit him. He stepped into the room and slammed the door quickly behind him to shut out the guards in the hallway. He leaned against the door. He took a deep breath. He looked at me with a mixture of disgust and fascination. "Well," Garrett said. His voice was tight. "This complicates things." "Get out," I rasped. "Get out of here."

Garrett's entrance to the room ripped me from the chest pains that those thoughts caused, and forced me into fake mode. “You look amazing Octavia,” Garretts voice rang out, “everything is set to watch the fights, but I have a surprise for you first.”

And I mean everything. Werewolves are slimy things, often absent from human records. A lot of us have no birth certificates, identification, accounts or social security numbers. But no one can go completely undetected, not with the right person trawling the right databases for the right things. Over the last decade, we’d been collecting information on wolves across the globe, monitoring their movements and assessing the threats they could pose. Since the attacks last month, my men in Washington D.C. had been working tirelessly with Luca as head of operations. “A couple of things have come up,” I said, reaching into my drawer, “Attacker number one was seen on CCTV abandoning a car outside the

Calian POV The postmortem has now confirmed what I already knew…that Garrett died from a broken neck. He wasn’t my first-choice beta replacement, but Dessa pushed for him, and he was from a strong lineage of warriors. My previous beta had served me until his retirement a year after Ame escaped the pack. His announcement had been unexpected, he hadn’t yet been of retirement age, but he wanted to spend more time with his family. Which resulted in Dessa suggesting Garrett for the position.

Garrett began to say, “I told the council that I have an interest in looking into the non-transparency of the eldership council. And just like I never back out of my words, I proceeded with the task and I will say I have made a lot of progress. Before venturing into this adventure of wanting to uncover the dirt in the council, I knew it would come with a lot of obstacles but I persisted all the same. And the possibility of obstacles came along the way with the first being a group of hired agents, or should I call them assassins, who assaulted my men in my packhouse and attacked me with the sole intention of killing me. If I did not have the means to fend them off, I’m sure I won’t be alive t

“That’s an order, Natalia.” Her jaw tightened, lips pressing into a thin line, but she didn’t argue, not this time. She turned and vanished toward the main house. I could hear her calling out orders inside, and for a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to breathe easier. At least, I knew that I didn’t have to worry about protecting her out here. “Alpha, they managed to breach the secret gates.” One of the gammas said, and I growled. “Make sure that they die before they leave the tunnels.” I said, looking at him. He nodded, and I grabbed one of the rogues just as she approached me.

But I had seen it. So had Kade. The stranger’s gaze locked onto Ronan instantly. “There you are,” he said quietly. Ronan took a slow step backward. Every instinct in my body sharpened at once. “You need to leave,” Ronan said flatly. The stranger ignored him completely. “My name is Garrett Steele,” he said instead, his eyes never leaving Ronan. “And I need to speak with you privately.” “No.” The answer came too fast. Too sharp. Darius frowned immediately.

muttered with a sharp smile that made my stomach lurch. Cazz was openly glaring at the man, but he’d reassured me that he knew males like this and that trying to suck up to him would only put him on guard. And it seemed like he was right, because he’d been his old abrasive, aggressive self since the moment we walked in the door, and Garrett just kept smiling. “And they’re all virgins?” “Every single one,” I said, trying to make myself sound proud. Garrett turned that bright, lustful gaze on me, “Present company excepted,” he said, his voice low and husky.

He tells me. I nod. I didn’t know that. The cold hits me in the face. Garret notices and places his hands on cheeks. “G****e warned me about the cold but damn this is freezing. And they enjoy this?” I ask. Garret laughs leading me to our seats. We take our seats next a couple. Garret greeted them and introduced me to his ex-wife Sarah and her husband Brent. I paused at how gorgeous she is. her blonde long hair laying on her lap. She’s in a jean and tee with her son’s number on it and still made it look like she’s stepped out of a photo shoot. What was most shocking was her light almost brown, green eyes. It was gorgeous everything about this woman was gorgeous.

Garrett’s lips pressed together tightly; his eyes intense as he looked at me. “My—wolf mentioned the term.” I shifted uncomfortably. The truth coupled with Garrett’s interrogating stare made me want to flee. “Their like soulmates.” Garrett spoke slowly, his own eyes glazing over as he thought of his wife. “And—Veronica, is she your mate?” I paused, discomfort and fear swirling in my gut. “She is.” Garrett nodded, clearly reading the discomfort in my eyes. Garrett had a child with another woman, one who wasn’t his mate. Thalia recoiled at the thought, showing her clear disgust.