Wounded (Ridgewood Rogue Wolves Saga Book 3) by Mazzy J. March

Author:Mazzy J. March [March, Mazzy J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Decadent Publishing LLC
Published: 2022-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“I can’t believe I haven’t been paying attention to all of this. I had no idea the garden was so extensive.” I loaded another crate of cucumbers onto the back of Andrew’s truck.

Andrew nodded and handed me another one so I didn’t have to bend down as much. “That makes two of us. I mean, I knew that Jeannie was in charge of the gardens, but who knew they were so productive.”

Jeannie walked up, the epitome of a head gardener. She had a green-and-white-striped shirt on, along with overalls whose knees were dingy and showed she had been kneeling in the dirt for more than one growing season. “I kept it quiet. The best way to fail at something is to tell everyone it’s going well. Keep your head down, mind your business, do your work the best you can, and then reap the rewards.”

Sounded like good advice but damn, she could’ve at least told me. Some of these tomatoes were broader than a slice of bread and smelled so fresh and sweet that I wanted to bite into one like an apple.

“Okay, what kind of magic do you have exactly?” Andrew asked, holding up an embarrassingly large and long eggplant. Everyone turned to see it and clapped for him when really it was Jeannie who deserved the applause.

“I’ve got all kinds of magic no one knows about. I think we still have three more cases of cantaloupes. Neville, can you help me?”

Neville nodded, and he and Jeannie walked off toward the eastern part of the pack lands where the infamous garden grew.

I really needed to get over there and check on her more often. Clearly the girl had her act together.

“Is everything okay?” I asked Andrew, now noticing that a group of pack members were huddled together, grumbling about something out of earshot.

After slamming the back of his truck shut, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed my temple. “They are upset about the vandalism and so-called accidents happening around the pack lands lately.”

“You mean, more than your truck?”

He nodded. “Yep. Remember I told you that we bought that tractor from a neighboring farm?” I gave him an affirming sound. “It was running perfectly when we bought it. Then someone went to use it and every hose in the damned thing had been clipped. The fence in front of the lands has been tampered with, little sections at a time. It’s just a lot of little things. Some of them think they are connected, that none of this, or the sum of all of them cannot be random.”

“We got them,” Neville said and put two huge wooden boxes of cantaloupes into the back of his truck. My nose filled with the sweet, musky smell of the melons.

“Jeannie, this is beyond incredible. We’re going to sell a ton.”

She shrugged. “Let’s hope so.”

On the way to the stand, which was on the road on a busy intersection that connected the town with the road to get to Grove, Andrew, Neville, Jeannie, and I talked about the pack.

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