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Archie
Where are you?
Bethany
Work. Came in to the place trashed.
Mattie
I'm on my way.
Titus
Me too. Don't let anyone touch a single thing.
Bethany
Arch, stay at work. I just wanted you in the loop.
Archie
Only because I know Mattie and Ty will be there. Stay safe. Love you.
Bethany
Love you.
My eyes widen. What are they going to do once they're here? Titus, I can see since he's that private security guy. But Matteo De Lucca? The billionaire?
"Umm, bossman?" Kane's voice calls from the hallway.
"In here," I call out, and he walks down the hall, his jaw dropping.
"Excuse my language, but what the fuck happened?"
"I have a feeling it was Pack Hansen," I almost growl, my grip tightening on Bethany. "Hunter is on his way with some officers, as well as…Matteo De Lucca. Stay by the front door, and make sure nobody touches anything. Maybe they left fingerprints."
By the time Bethany's calmed down, and I've corralled my small staff in front of the building, making sure nobody goes in, police vehicles are pulling up, as well as a blacked out SUV that I can only assume belongs to the De Luccas.
My suspicions are confirmed when both Titus and Matteo step out, Matteo in a three-piece suit, Titus in green cargo pants and black t-shirt, dog tags swinging. And then, the back door opens and I'm surprised to see Noah Beckham step out, hi-tech looking briefcase in hand.
"Sorrelina," Matteo fusses over Bethany in his light Italian accent, looking her over. "Are you alright?" My heart warms at hearing the Italian endearment for "little sister" come from him.
"I'm not hurt," she says, and I'm a little surprised my alpha isn't raging at the billionaire for getting so close to her.
"Then why are you crying,piccola fatina?" My lips tighten.Little fairy.
"They trashed all the hard work Brody's put into this place. They killed my plants. Stomped on their roots." She sniffs, and Matteo curses while Titus' look turns murderous.
"Let's see how they like when I stomp on their—"
"Hey there, Detective Song!" Noah jumps in, before rolling his eyes at Titus.
"Noah." Our pack lead approaches us with uniformed officers in tow. "Matteo. Titus. I wasn't expecting to see you here." I almost expect him to try to take Bethany into his arms, but he seems to struggle with what he should do, given he's here in a professional capacity. I'm not the only one who notices, if Bethany's downcast expression is anything to go off.
"Oursorrelinareached out." Matteo smiles, his business side showing through.