He watched her like a hawk, that was his job afterall. He had drawn the short straw and now he was stuck babysitting the celebrity barbie doll. He had never heard of her before being assigned to her but pop sells, he figured.
" Stay sharp, Lance, she's coming back out."
" I'm on it, G."
Lance was on chauffeur duty, while Garrick was Enigma's personal shadow much to his annoyance.
Garrick walked her down from the stage and through the crowd, ever vigilant. He felt her before he saw her fully. His wolf was going crazy as he pushed harder to get Enigma to Lance sonhe could find her...His Mate.
He caught a blur of movement and froze as the strobe light fell her. She was tiny, exotic and Asian. She moved like her steps were choreographed and gasped as his presence seemed to affect her as much as it did him, at least until her coal black eyes landed on Enigma, who was burrowing under his blazer.
Garrick saw when she saw red and then the little vixen launched herself at him.
He pushed Enigma behind him before fending off her blows.
" Stop fighting and tell me what's going on, " he growled menacingly grabbing both her hands in one of his."
Her eyes widened as she stared at him, not disguising the interest she felt.
" Garrick! You good?"
He turned to answer and she used the opportunity to slip from his grasp.
" She killed my sister and she's going to pay for it."
She was gone.
Garrick needed answers and he needed his mate.