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He wanted success in what was coming more for her than for him. It would also be good for their family members if things worked out properly. Grant waited while she showered and dressed, and then he got ready. When he went downstairs, he did as he always did, grabbed his food and paid for it before sitting down to eat. Maybe that was a little weird now that they were mated, but he was in the habit and knew she needed the money. Once they got to the pack and fate determined how things would work out, it would be different.

Grant had not considered being a father, but now he was one. This made him wonder about the little girl and what she was like. He knew she was young, but she passed her baby and toddler years. That meant she was probably in kindergarten or first grade. Jenna would have to tell him so that he knew more about his daughter. Nothing was more important to a wolf than family. Maybe the little girl looked like Jenna, and he was sure that she was cute.

He finished eating, grabbed his list, and loaded his truck. The radio was kept in the cab, so he would always have it with him on the job. As soon as the truck was loaded, he headed to the first job, which was 20 miles away. Grant would head back towardthe office with each job that he did. It would not be much closer the first time since it was nearly as far as the first job. Tyne was an aggressive businessman who wanted to get this business going as quickly as possible.

All things considered, it had gone remarkably well. Tyne had advised them to check the previous wiring and use it if it was in good and new condition. Most of it was, and that sped up jobs a great deal. It was also better for the customer who had fewer wires hanging around. The first job was done, and he headed to the second one. Unless something changed, he would be done at his usual time. The second job was not far away, and he headed there. When he got there and went inside, he could see it would not be as easy as the last job had been. This job had never had security of any kind.

At least it looked like there were no other surprises. It was just a large house with many windows and doors that he would need to work around. Also, he would have to run all the wires and everything else it needed. The best thing to do was get started and work fast. Things went slower, but he got done and could move on to the next job. The last job was ten miles from the office. Grant was careful, and something about this house concerned him. When he got closer, he walked the rest of the way and peeked in the window. It looked like there was a party waiting for him.

He sent out a call to Jenna and then went back to the truck to get some weapons. Normally, he only carried one. This time, he carried a Taser as well. Knocking on the door, a little old lady opened it. She looked like somebody's grandmother but was sweating and a little fearful. It wasn't nice for these bastards to mess with people's grandparents. A vicious-looking man stepped up and pulled her back, making her fall. At least that got her out of the way, and his Taser was able to get to him.

That scared the other guys, and they decided to run away, leaving their downed comrade behind. “Are you injured?” He asked the lady.

“I'm afraid he may have broken my hip. It's been a problem for a while, but I wasn't ready for hip surgery," she admitted.

Grant restrained the guy and called the police. It wouldn't take them long to get there since Jenna had already called them. Whenever he thought they would quit, they seemed to start up again. It made him wonder if this part of the country was peaceful for the paranormals. The ambulance arrived first because a hospital was not too far away.

“Put in my security. I've just seen why I should have it," she called out as they loaded her on the ambulance.

“Got another one? Seems like it's been a while," the officer said.

“Many run away once they see they're not on top of things. There were several others with him, and they all took off running, leaving him behind.”

“No loyalty in this group. We'll take him off your hands, and if we find any money, we'll divide it between you and the lady. Sometimes they carry a big wad of cash, and sometimes they have nothing at all.”

Grant nodded. That was exactly right, and he wasn't going to worry about it. He hoped there was some money for the lady who had been dragged into something that had nothing to do with her. He went ahead and finished the job quickly, and this was an easy one except for the attack. Now, he got in the truck and headed to the office. He would be glad to get back because he was tired and hungry.

Chapter 7

The First Step

Two weeks had passed, and she was getting nervous. It wouldn't be long before the bosses returned, and they would be on their way to a part of the country that she had hoped never to see again. While she couldn't deny that she wanted justice for her mother and Grant, going there and watching him fight for that justice was not what she wanted to do. Because it was the only way, that's what they would do. She'd never known her mother, but she'd heard much about her from her grandmother. Her daughter looked like her, and she knew it was true because her grandmother had shown her a picture of her mom.

Jenna didn't look like her mother but more like her grandma. Families were weird that way when a daughter could look like her mother or just as easily as her grandmother. She'd never seen George, but she had heard much about him. She'd heard that he was not very attractive, so Grant couldn’t take after him. What would they do if their son took after him? They would make sure that he took after him and looked only. There was no way not to love any child that they had.

She'd been able to send extra money to her grandmother so she could make it well, and they dealt with what they needed to in Oregon. Jenna decided that Grandma didn't need to know what was coming up, but she told her there might be a move in their future. There had been no answer, and thatdidn't surprise her. Grandma would answer whenever the move became certain. Jenna had no idea what Grandma would say once she discovered what was happening. Justice was something Grandma had given up on, but Jenna was sure she would be happy if they received it.

This thinking made her wonder if Grant’s grandmother knew what would happen. They'd never discussed whether they would tell their families about this. Maybe that was something they should have talked about. It was something that she would bring up to him later. The crockpots were cooking, and the security specialists would soon begin arriving. Grant wasn't always first anymore, but since he worked alone, that didn't seem so bad. Jason and Sylvia were often first but took no bigger list than what Grant had.

Waiting was hard on them, and it would almost be a relief if things just began to happen. Jenna wasn't even sure what was going to happen when it did. She almost jumped out of her skin when Harry appeared.

“Sorry about that. I can't control when I appear, and I have no way to let you know it's about to happen.” Harry explained.

Jenna knew that, but it didn't make it any easier to deal with. “Have a seat, and I'll get you some food.”

“If I rolled that way, I would marry you.”

Harry always said stuff like that to anyone who fed her. That would be a lot of people to be tied to. She gave Harry a big bowl of beans, cornbread, and a small side salad. Jenna had grown a little bit of a garden, and the salad was from it.

“Oh, my! I've not had beans in a while. And what is in this cornbread? It looks so good.”

“It has onions, mild peppers, and a small amount of cheese—some butter for your cornbread," Jenna offered.

“Do I smell fish?”

“You do. It's in the oven and should be done in a little while, along with cake.”

Jenna had the oven full. She'd been doing some baking in an attempt to fill in the time so she wouldn't just sit and worry about what was coming.

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