“So you see my issue then,” Logan Mills said, his face serious as he peered into Kent’s eyes. “This is a task that means more to me than anything else ever possibly could. And it is you that I want to entrust with this work. I would do it myself, but the demands of my job require me to be off of Oak Mountain for the majority of the day and avoiding my responsibilities simply is not an option at this point.”
“No,” Kent said. “I understand. Abandoning your duties won’t be necessary. I’ve got this.”
Mr. Mills smiled, relief etched in every line of his face. He looked suddenly tired and Kent realized just how heavy the burden of this issue had been weighing upon him. It was a big issue, that much was certain, and now Logan clearly had a personal stake in it. It was up to Kent to do his job. Not only to do his duty as a morally ethical bear-shifter, but to make sure that the men he respected most in the world could count on him. He was going to be in a position of power and influence if he was able to do this job right.
“I entrust this job with you. I want you to come to my house for dinner tonight. You will get all the details then.”
“Of course.”
Kent left the lodge, which had become the unofficial meeting place where he and Mr. Mills began their shadow assignments. This was the first time they had discussed giving Kent a job on his own without having Mr. Mills there to watch over his every move, and he knew if he messed this assignment up, he would never be able to live with himself. Not only would he be letting Mr. Mills down, but he would be letting Blaine down. Blaine, who was one of the most prominent figures on Oak Mountain, and had believed in him even when he didn’t believe in himself. He had to succeed. No matter what the cost.
That evening, Kent dressed his best to attend the dinner at Mr. Mills’ home, eager to understand the full implications of his new assignment. There were some things he knew he wouldn’t be trusted with; crucial information that it seemed only Blaine and Logan were privy to. That didn’t bother him. He knew he was just hired to be muscle. His role was to be as bodyguard.
When he arrived at the address that Mr. Mills had given him, Kent hesitated. The place was huge. It was clear that Logan was wildly successful. His home was extravagant. Kent hadn’t anticipated the nervous feeling in his stomach. It wasn’t that he was intimidated, though. There was something strange going on. His senses had been acting up all day. In fact, things had felt off ever since he had fought the dragon-shifter and discovered the statue.
“Kent, you made it. Welcome.”
The door opened, and Mr. Mills stepped out onto the porch. He glanced over his shoulder cautiously before he closed the door.
“Thank you. You’ve got a beautiful place here,” Kent said, unsure of what else to say. He had never been at a house like this before. But he could admire the space. He personally liked a lot of room.
“I do love it,” Mr. Mills said, shifting. “I hope you’re hungry.”
“Starved,” Kent said. The truth was, it had been years since he’d had a home-cooked meal of any kind. He had been kind of looking forward to it.
“Listen, I need to talk to you about something. I know you know the basics. You’re to be a bodyguard. But what I didn’t tell you was that you’re going to meet the person you’re going to be guarding tonight. I thought maybe it would help you to take your duty more seriously to know her on a more intimate level. You’ll have a personal connection that will inspire you to go to lengths to protect her that you may otherwise be incapable of.”
“Oh,” Kent said, startled by the revelation. Why couldn’t Mr. Mills have mentioned this before he arrived to give him some time to prepare?
But he seemed to have his reasons for everything and Kent had learned to trust him by then. At least he had mentioned it before he had gone inside and found himself surprised.
“One last thing,” Mr. Mills said. “She doesn’t know the whole story. You cannot let her know you are here to protect her. We need a believable reason for you to be hanging around in case of an attack.”
“She doesn’t know she’s in danger?” Kent asked in disbelief. They hadn’t discussed her situation much. Mr. Mills had been very secretive about the details. What Kent did know though was the girl was a target, and it was his job to see to it that she was safe. No matter what it took.
“No, and if she finds out, it could ruin everything. You can’t let her know she’s being protected. If you blow your cover then we’re going to have to find somebody else to fill your position in the company. Is that understood?”
Mr. Mills’ eyes were steel, but Kent couldn’t just accept that.
“Why would it ruin everything?” he asked. If he was in danger, then he would most certainly want to know about it so he could protect himself.
“It’s sensitive,” Mr. Mills said with a small sigh. “It’s something her mother didn’t want her to know. It has to do with her biological father. Besides that, she doesn’t deserve to live in fear and paranoia. You must understand. It’s for her peace of mind, and you just have to trust that this is all for the best.”
“Of course,” Kent said, mulling this over.
“Great. Now come on. It’s time for you to meet my daughter.”
***
The house was warm and smelled amazing. Kent’s stomach rumbled as Mr. Mills led him into the dining room.
“Kent Black, meet my daughter, Adrian Hart. Adrian, Kent is an apprentice of mine, so to speak. He’s been doing some great work for me and I thought it would be nice for us all to spend some time together.”
Logan stepped out of the way and Kent inhaled sharply.
It was the girl he had met, so many months ago, the one he believed he would see again. He had left her in her hotel room quickly, unable to stand the small, confining space of the little area any longer. He hadn’t even said good bye.
Adrian’s beautiful eyes narrowed suddenly at seeing him. They both knew they couldn’t let her father detect their friction. If he had any idea what had happened between the two of them, there was no telling what might happen.
“Hello,” Kent said noncommittally, avoiding her eyes. “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” Adrian said icily, her eyes flashing in anger.
For a moment, Kent was sure that Mr. Mills would be aware of the tension between them but he had already turned his back and was heading toward the kitchen.
“You two get to know each other a little bit,” he said. “I’m going to finish up dinner.”
“Are you sure you don’t need any help?” Adrian asked quickly, standing up from her seat and stepping forward. To Kent, she apparently was desperate not to be stuck alone in a room with him. He could definitely relate to the feeling.
“I want you two to get acquainted,” Mr. Mills said firmly, fixing a stern look on his daughter.
She sighed and sank down into her seat. When Logan had left the room, she glowered up at Kent with a look of such pure contempt, there was no reason to even bother wondering whether or not she was capable of forgiving him for the way he had just taken off.
“So… how you been?” Kent tried, shifting awkwardly in front of the table, wishing more than anything that he had never laid eyes on this woman before. She was the last person he wanted to see, and now he was bound to her until the whole mess that Logan and Blaine were keeping from him was cleaned up.
“I’m not speaking to you. I’m going to play nice just to make my father happy, but as far as I’m concerned, I want nothing to do with you. Is that clear?”
Kent raised his hands in the air, a gesture of surrender and nodded.
“Got it. Damn.”
“After that, you’re going to leave me alone, right?”
“Right.”
He grinned despite himself. He could respect a woman with spunk. She told him how it was, and that was all there was to it. Still, he could see she wasn’t going to hesitate to be a pain in his ass if she perceived he was out of line.
“Sit down and pretend you’re comfortable here,” Adrian said. “Just don’t fucking talk to me.”
Kent obeyed, fixing a stern look upon her. She looked away suddenly, as if realizing he was only tolerating her behavior just to keep the peace. She had no idea what his role really was here, and he was going to make sure that she wouldn’t have to find out.
“All right,” Mr. Mills said, coming into the dining room carrying a tray of food. “Dig in.”
He served them both and soon they were eating quietly. Mr. Mills leading a polite and casual conversation that Kent and Adrian were both reluctantly participating in. Kent was sure that at any moment, Logan would catch on and demand the truth from them, but he seemed oblivious to the tension in the room. Kent did his best to hide his apprehension from the man for the sake of his career.
“So, what do you two think? I’ve been working on my cooking skills for a while now. Ever since I lost my wife, it’s been very hard to find a satisfying meal.”
Kent sensed a pang of sadness from Adrian and his first urge was to reach out to comfort her. But when he looked into her eyes, he was met with a wall of anger. She wanted nothing from him. Not his attention, not his pity, and certainly not his help. Maybe having the arrangement between them being a secret was actually a better idea than he had thought.
“It’s very good, Mr. Mills,” Kent said, smiling broadly and trying to avoid Adrian’s eyes now. They were seated right across from each other, so it was a little difficult to do so.
“Yeah, dad, it’s great. Thanks.”
Mr. Mills seemed relieved to hear it and they continued to eat in silence, their chatter quiet and strained, as far as Kent was concerned. He did his best not to speak too much for fear of revealing his misconduct to his boss. The last thing either of them wanted was for Logan to get a sense of their relationship with one another. Kent could only imagine how horrified Mr. Mills would be to find he had spurned his daughter after a one-night stand. He could hardly imagine a worse situation.
The night wore on slowly, and despite their discomfort, Kent couldn’t help but admire Adrian from afar. It had been far too long for him to make it up to her. Honestly, he could have gone back any time the week she had been there to try to apologize and explain. But the truth was that he hadn’t. He had been caught up in his own life and more or less forgot about the time limit to the girl’s stay on Oak Mountain. Duty called, and not only that, but he found it impossibly difficult to speak to others about his hatred of confined spaces. It was all tied to the hardest moments of his life. He would much rather just practice martial arts and blow off steam as opposed to explaining himself to women who he wasn’t ever going to see again anyway. They hadn’t owed each other anything. In every case, both had known the deal.
Well, at least he had thought he wasn’t going to see her again. Unfortunately, that clearly wasn’t the case.
“Now that the two of you have become acquainted, there’s something I thought you should do,” Mr. Mills said. They had finished with their meal and moved to the living room for an excruciating amount of small talk.
“What did you have in mind?” Adrian asked rigidly. She snuck a murderous look at Kent, who looked away quickly and focused his attention on Mr. Mills who was smiling at them both, oblivious to the tension between Kent and Adrian.
“I want Kent to show you around Oak Mountain. All the places you can go and things you can do, and what to do and where to go in the case of an emergency, that sort of thing. You know that I’m going to be busy with my work over the next few months, and I just think it would be good for you both to learn to get along. Kent knows the mountain inside and out and I want to feel comfortable knowing you can find your way around.”
“Dad, with all due respect, I can figure my way around this place. It’s not that hard.”
“Honey, Kent is a bear-shifter. He can help you to adjust here. It won’t be that bad, I promise. Just a week and I’ll be satisfied. What do you say, Kent? Mind showing my daughter around?”
Mr. Mills fixed a stern look on Kent, and he knew immediately that his answer had to be yes.
“Of course, sir. I’d be honored.”
Adrian’s furious glare was wiped off her face and replaced with seething rage when Kent smiled sarcastically at her. Mr. Mills clapped his hands in a business-like fashion.
“Perfect. You two exchange contact information. Kent, you can start tomorrow. Take Adrian up to town and make sure all the locals know who she is and who they have to answer to should she run into any trouble.”
“Sounds good,” Kent lied. “You know, I should really get going. I had some errands to run today.”
“Of course. Thanks for coming. I’ll see you tomorrow, and so will Adrian!”
“Yes, she will,” Kent said, a large, insincere smile pasted on his face. He turned to leave and felt Adrian’s eyes burning holes in his back.
When he was safely out of sight, Kent sighed heavily. Somehow, his ability to find a place on the mountain was going to depend on his ability to get along with the one woman who would rather see him dead than even meet his eyes. What had he gotten himself into?