Chapter 6

As the situation was heating up, they both froze at the sound of the bedroom door banging against the wall, pulling them out of their sexual daze. Andrew immediately surged up from between Anita's thighs, chin still glistening, his body instinctively covering Anita as he Reached underneath Anita's head; he removed a pistol from underneath her pillow, cocking and aiming out of instinct at the door. Everyone in the pack knew that Andrew had a guest, and he made it clear that if it was not an emergency, no one was to disturb him, especially in such an aggressive way as this intruder had done. At the sight of Samantha standing at his door looking flustered, he put down his gun, wrapping himself and Anita into separate blankets. Not noticing the flames of jealousy and lust in Samantha's eyes when he turned his back to her, she didn't even have to take an inquiring sniff to know what took place in this room which filled her heart with rage, but she controlled her face before Andrew turned to face her again

"How dare you? What are you doing here, Samantha? If you don't give me reasonable excuses, then don't blame me for acting out of terms with you". Andrew growled he was livid but he knew Samantha wouldn't have the nerve to barge in without a good excuse, he hoped she didn't have the nerve or he would teach her that he was not one to be fucked with, especially at this moment, Anita has gotten her pleasure multiple times but he is still dealing with a raging case of blue balls.

"Sir, I am sorry, but an urgent matter has come up," she said, composing herself, feeling like fate was on her side because she had a legitimate excuse to disturb the actions between the head and this unsavory human.

"Sir it is best if Miss. Wilson left," she said as she glanced at Anita and then back to the door as if to tell her to immediately leave; the longer she had to look at this bitch, the harder it was to control her claws from flashing out and clawing this fox face.

Instead of listening to Samantha's unreasonable suggestions to put Anita out with just a bed sheet covering her body, he ordered her instead to get out: "Leave, let us get dressed, then I will meet with you in the study room, and if your excuse isn't reasonable to see how I will deal with you". He threatened one last time.

"Yes sir," Samantha replied, turning on her heels to leave as ordered. She understood even with a plausible excuse, she would still be punished, but she had to barge in because it was the perfect excuse to pull Andrew away from Anita's clutches. Plus, the matter was indeed too big for her to handle on her own.

Turning to Anita, he spoke, "Anita, I am sorry we will need to cut our time short. If you wish, we can reschedule, but the matter seems urgent, so please take your time getting dressed, and when you are finished, you can lead yourself out". He spoke quickly, using the bed sheet to wipe his mouth and fingers as he quickly rushed to get dressed.

Anita pulled her bed sheet up to cover her breasts properly before asking, "Is there anything I can do?" Don't forget I was once a surgeon before my accident". To be honest, she wanted to leave as soon as she saw the pistol, but seeing the furrow between his golden eyes made her want to stay and help as much as she could.

Andrew paused, putting on his shirt; he sort of guessed what the emergency was that Samantha wanted to speak of, and having a surgeon in his line of work would be a godsend. So he gave his consent "Get dressed and follow me".

Anita immediately rushed out from under the cover, not embarrassed at all to stand in front of Andrew naked, as he had already seen every inch of her and wasn't put off by her body, even now at the mere sight of her his cock slightly hardened which she took notice of.

Rushing to dress, she almost tripped as she was putting on her panties; luckily, Andrew caught her before releasing her as time was pressed, so he didn't even have the time to tease her. Anita rushed to get dressed even more urgently, and as soon as Andrew noticed she was dressed, he took her hand and led her to his study.

"Anita, wait out here for me; if the emergency isn't what I think it is, then we might be able to have more time together if you are up for it," he said, caressing her cheeks.

Blushing, Anita retorted unabashedly, "I would be happy to continue what we were doing in the bedroom," as she leaned in to softly kiss his lips.

At her words, Andrew stared at her just thinking, finally turning away from her as he made his way into his study room to get down to business. Anita leaned against the wall, just waiting; not having much to do while waiting, she decided to call her worrywart of a mother.

As the phone rang, she was finally able to organize her words, knowing her mother was not going to be happy at the fact she was not going to be back tonight. "Mom, I will be staying out tonight, so don't worry, I will call you in the morning, and if I don't, you can always call the police, hahaha," she joked, rushing to say what needed to be said before her mom grilled her with questions.

"Don't talk about calling the cop; if I don't hear back from you, I will take your daddy's gun and come charging in." She spoke willingly and was very much able to defend her baby in her heart no matter how old Anita was she would always just be her baby.

"Anita," she let out a sigh, "Why can't you just meet a nice church boy? At least I would know the man and his family first before you went out with them"?

"Mom, I very much doubt a church boy would be able to tame me," replied Anita letting out a chuckle, in her heart she knew there was no way a church boy could work her body the same way a man like Andrew could, and honestly with her personality she would just eat the poor boy up.

"What do you mean tame you, you aren't a wild beast, you're such a sweet girl any man would be happy to ignore one or two faults of yours," Amena joked at Anita's reply knowing her girl was out there.

"Don't worry, Mom, if I really can't find a man, I'll beg you to help me look for one; I have to go. Bye, Mom. Love you, and send my love to Dad too," Anita said quickly as she heard the door make a click as it unlocked.

Andrew sauntered out from the room with Samantha following on his heels. "Anita follow me, I have a patient for you to see," he spoke as he reached his much larger hand out for Anita's, Anita put her much smaller one in his as he started walking at a speed that wouldn't be too tiring for Anita to keep up with, Samantha resentfully followed on their heels feeling so envious that Anita could hold Andrew hand so easily which is a privilege she yearned for all these years.

Andrew led Anita down the hallway with a sense of urgency written on his face, they finally reached an elevator located at the end of the hallway. He clicked the elevator button, and as they were waiting, Andrew started to play with Anita's fingers while thinking of the situation down below. His action caused Anita to blush, and for Samantha to turn her head to give them a semblance of privacy but in actuality to hide the telling expression on her face, she wondered why her boss was showing so much affection for such a pudgy human woman, who in her opinion wasn't as beautiful as she was.

As the elevator door opened, Andrew led Anita into his private elevator. "Samantha, I changed my mind. You can stay; only I and Anita will be going down," he said. Andrew was not stupid. His senses were much stronger compared to the rest of his pack, and he could feel the ill will Samantha had towards Anita; at this moment, Anita may be his only way to save one of his members, so he didn't want any accidents to happen to her.

"Sir, I can be of help".

"Help to do what?"

"Sir, Miss. Wilson might need someone to be her assistant," she spoke respectfully.