Vet Tech Meets The Alpha

Chapter 7: The Big Butler

(Hank up top)

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Jack

"Well that was a wonderful date." I mumbled as Critter climbed out of my pocket.

I grabbed his bowl and put his soft food in it.

I chuckled softly as Critter jumped towards his food and happily ate it.

Critter and I both jumped as I heard a loud knock on the door.

I looked at my phone.

10:37 PM.

"Who the hell is knocking on my door?" I mumbled as I marched over to the door.

I opened it and my eyes went wide.

This guy is freaking huge!

He has to be at least like 7 feet tall or something.

He had short black hair and dark green eyes with a black beard and mustache.

He also looked older too. Maybe in his 40's?

I gulped when I saw the scar on his neck and the giant black tattoos peeking out from under his short sleeve t-shirt.

"Umm?" I asked as I tried not to shrink back in fear.

"Hello Lu-uh Ms. Banks." The man smiled.

Holy shit. His voice is as deep as River's.

Damn him. I should not be thinking about him.

"Uh hi. But how do you know me?" I asked.

I placed my hand on my pocket knife that I always keep on my belt.

But seriously. What would a pocket knife do to this guy?

The pocket knife would probably bend.

"My name is Hank." The scary man smiled. "Mr. and Mrs. Banks sent me here."

I rolled my eyes. Why am I not surprised. My parents would do this.

"Of course." I sighed. "Come on in Hank."

"Thank you Ms. Banks." Hank smiled as he brought in a duffel bag.

"So?" I asked as I sat down at the island. "What did my parents assign you to be?"

"A butler kind of." Hank laughed. "Cook you food, clean, a driver, and they were also worried about your protection, so they assigned me to live here and be a sort of bodyguard you could say."

That caught my attention.

Worried? About me? As if.

"They were worried about me?" I asked suspiciously. "Since when?"

Hank looked nervous.

He slowly gulped. "Um yes Ms. Banks. They ordered me to be one."

I sighed. That's new.

But why did Hank look nervous.

It almost looked like he got caught in a lie.

"They also told me about Critter." Hank said suddenly.