Unscentable

Chapter 30 - Unscentable

Bradley POV

Bradley was about to crash out and sleep in his hotel bed. He’d not slept a single wink on the plane out here, hadn’t even tried, had been awake now for almost 30 hours now and was exhausted, needed to sleep so that he could have a clear head in the morning, when they made plans to go and get Piper,
Brandon and Izzy. Did not want to be a grumpy, surly S.O.B. that would yell and rant and rave.

That would not help his cause at all. Nope, he had to be rested and calm, Piper was unlikely to want anything to do with him and he was going to have to make her. Though he did want to do that gently. Cooper was right. He needed tact where she was concerned.

His phone was ringing and to be honest, he just wanted to leave his face buried in the soft pillow and ignore it, heard its incessant ringing tone and snarled at it, as he blindly reached for it, with his hand, knew it was on the bedside table on charge right this minute, somewhere over there, probably
have better luck reaching for it, if he actually opened his eyes and looked at what he was doing. But was to damned tired.

Put it to his ear after hitting the green glowing answer circle on the screen, “What?” he snarled annoyingly with his face still half buried in the pillow.

“Alpha it’s Luke, heard of your removalist team, we’ve hit a snag on moving that she-wolf’s belongings.”

“What’s the snag?” he groaned. Of course there was a problem. Nothing about Piper was ever easy. He pushed himself up and rolled over, hit the speaker button and dropped the phone onto the bed. Closed his eyes and wondered if he could catch a break just once, where she was concerned.

“The neighbour across the road called the police and reported us as thieves.”

Bradley frowned and shook his head. “How would she know?”

“I don’t know, the police want the paperwork, for the move.”

“So give it to them. I sorted that out. Put my signature on it.”

“Hmm, but...her signature is not on that paperwork.”

“Fucking humans,” He muttered. In his world it was not required, he was the Alpha and his word was law. He scrubbed a hand over his face, so damned tired, he didn't have the energy to deal with this. Sat himself up completely and leaned on the headboard. “One of them police officers near by. I can talk to?”

“Sure though…”

“Though?” he asked tiredly.

“ We're all getting arrested, I believe.”

Bradley shook his head. “Put one of them on the phone, find the one in charge, Luke.”

It took less than a minute for a voice to come down the line “Senior Constable Greyson, who am I speaking with?”

“Good morning.” It was barely 7 in the morning over there, “Senior Constable Greyson.” used the man's full title, he knew they hated when you got it wrong. “I’m Bradley Drake, of Drake Industries, those are my movers and I think this is just a miss understanding.”

“Is it now? Not from the call that we received.”

“Who may I ask made that call? Was it my lovely Piper herself, which I doubt, or was it one of her busy body neighbours?” kept his voice light and calm and addressed Piper, the owner of the house, they were all standing in front of by name and with familiarity, so that the officer knew, Bradley knew who the
owner of the house was.

“It doesn’t matter who made the call, Mr Drake. Until I see or hear from Miss Whitlock about this matter, its trespassing at the least.”

Bradley shook his head. “Actually it is not. Piper Whitlock is moving to Montana, and will be working along side Drake Industries. Which is my company. My movers are there packing up her belongings, that is all, helping her to move.”