Chapter 3
GRANT
Leena clears her throat. “What do I need to know about this job?”
She doesn't even know about the job?
“Leena, could you wait outside for a bit?” I ask. “I'd like to talk with Graham and Nate for a few minutes.”
“Certainly.”
“I'll have someone bring food for you. Before you say no, I can tell that you're hungry.”
Leena opens her mouth but stops herself from protesting. She walks out of the office, giving me some privacy. I turn to both men and sigh.
“What is this?” I ask.
“I'm not sure what you mean,” Nate says.
“Why her? I'm guessing you didn't pick a wolf at random. There has to be a reason.”
Graham and Nate exchange looks again. “We're not keeping this from you,” Graham starts. “We were going to tell you about her eventually.”
“Well, I'm all ears now.”
“She was bitten and transformed not too long ago,” Graham explains. “Since then, she's been having a bit of trouble fitting in. Leena was in Tom's pack, but they felt they couldn't give her the help she needs. You'll be able to do much more for her and they know this. Wolves that get turned are extremely strong, but they're also unpredictable. She's going to be a danger to herself and others if she's not watched by a strong wolf like you.”
“So what, I'm supposed to be a babysitter?”
“No, but there's literally no one who's better suited to help her than you. The plus side is that you get a new assistant. According to Tom, Leena is very capable.”
“I see,” I muse. I pick up my phone and send a text to one of the secretaries on the bottom floor to make arrangements for a meal to be sent up. Before long, the smell of food tells me that my request has already been granted.
“I know this is a little unorthodox,” Nate starts, “but I truly think this will be a good idea.”
“That remains to be seen, but I can't turn her away now,” I reply. “I'll make arrangements for her to come with me.”
They smile at me happily as I pick up my phone again and call one of the people back at the pack house. “Jackson?”
“Yes, boss?” The man's voice says very clearly.
“I'll be back at the house tomorrow, but I need you to do something for me.”
“For sure,” Jackson says. “What do you need?”
“The room beside my office, I want you to prepare it. Someone's coming with me, and it's going to be for a long stay.”
“Yes, sir, I'll get on it right away.”
The call ends and I place my phone back in my pocket. “Now that that's settled, we can get back to business. There's rumblings of the hunters closing in on one of the Southern packs. The woods near Burdshire is a possibility, but we can't be sure until we investigate.”
“This is such a problem,” Nate sighs. “With how much work we already have to do, we may be starting to wear ourselves thin. There haven't been any major attacks, though, right?”
“Nothing to worry about,” I reply.
“You said you're going to sleep in town tonight,” Graham chips in. “I hope that's not because you want to crash in this office.”
“I want to get as much work done as I can before going back home.”
