Page 76 of Mating at Midnight: Book 1

If there has ever been a reason for me to let my wolf loose to do bodily harm to a person, this is one of them. The only thing that is keeping me from doing so is my mate entering the room.

“I’m sorry for my delay,” Nyah says, walking to the left side of the table.

I stand, then pull out her chair. “There’s no need for you to apologize, we’ve just sat down,” I convey as she sits.

Going back to my seat, I ask Fonda and Hanna, “Again, why are we here today?”

Hanna replied, smiling with all her adult teeth showing, “As stated before, we’ve contacted our lawyers and after speaking with them, it has been determined that Fonda and I were wrongfully terminated. A representative from their law firm is to meet us here, but is running a little late, so we would like to wait for him to arrive before you open the contents of the envelope.”

Resting back in my chair I glance at Nyah and Levi, before focusing back on Hanna. “If that’s what you need.”

“It is,” Hanna curtly answers.

“Well, I don’t know how your lawyer conducts their business, but usually a reputable one will be here on time with his clients,” She tries to speak, but I hold up my hand, stopping her. “But under these circumstances, we’ll wait for your legal counsel.”

“If you know what’s best for you, you will,” Hanna barks as Fonda sits there, ready to co-sign on whatever came out of Hanna’s mouth.

“Levi, let security know downstairs that Hanna and Fonda’s lawyer should be arriving at any minute and to escort him up to the conference room.”

Chapter 42

Nyah

“Is that a threat?” I asked Hanna.

She looks down at her manicured nails. “Not a threat, just my opinion.” She glances up at me, smiling, “We all have one, right?”

Oh, this bitch is really trying it, but I’ll remain professional. Skia enters my mind.

“Who the Hell are these two bottom feeders?”

“The one with the mouth had plans of seducing Levi, and the mousy one thought she could do the same with Braxton,” I replied.

“She must die,” Skia snarls.

A growl so intense vibrates through my skull causing me to close my eyes with pain. With everything in me I fight to keep Skia from trying to take over. Braxton sensing something wrong, grasps my hand.

“Nyah, are you okay?”

Skia calms her rage before I respond, “I’m fine.” Opening my eyes, he peers at me with concern. Squeezing his hand, I assure, “Really, Braxton I’m fine.”

Suddenly, the doors to the conference room opened. Two guards walk in, then move to the side. Standing behind them is the asshole, Robert Van Hynes, Braxton kicked out of the hotel.

With a cocky smile, he takes a seat next to Fonda.

What the actual fuck? Quick on my toes, I shoot a text to our IT department. If shit gets ugly; and I’m sure it will, we’ll have all the pertinent evidence needed to back us up.

“This just keeps getting better and better,” Braxton sighs.

Placing his briefcase on the table, Van Hynes chuckles as he opens it. “I told you that night things weren’t over between us.So, imagine the enthusiasm I had when the suit filed by these respectable women against Hillard Hotels came across my desk. This is not only personal, but now it is business.”

“I’ll let you have this now that you’re here,” Hanna says, handing over the envelope to him.

Van Hynes takes the envelope from Hanna, then turns to Braxton. “Luckily, I made it just in time to explain the suit against you in laymen’s terms. I’m sure under any other circumstances, you would have your overrated legal team here to run interference which is why I instructed my clients to do things this way.”

“And you’re right,” Braxton laughs. “But even if I had prior knowledge of this,” he lazily moves his hand between them, “I wouldn’t even waste my team’s time. Whatever theseladiesand I’m trying to be respectful when I use that term, shared with your firm is ineffectually far from what actually took place. It’s probably wise for you and them to silently leave the way you came in before things take a turn down a road none of you are ready for.”

Van Hynes scoffs at Braxton as he pulls out papers from his briefcase and neatly sits them on the table. “And I’m sure that’s what you’d like us to do, but unfortunately neither my clients nor I will be bullied by you. They have a legitimate complaint, and unless we can come to a mutual agreement on compensation, there’s no other recourse than for us to take this to court.”

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