Fur, Cloak and Dagger (Team Greywolf 4)

Pleasure? Odd way to put it. “I better put on my disguise.” If a traitor or Bolton, who she suspected hired the hit man, recognized her, they’d be up shit creek.

Nik narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure we should not spy from a distance?”

“You know as well as I do only infiltration will bring us closer to the mystery.”

“Agreed, comrade.”

She glanced at the men all compelled to sleep. “I’m going into the bathroom to change.”

His tone darkened. “Just don’t use vaporo to hide from me.”

“No worries.” Unless you push me.

Nik gaped. Emma had transfo

rmed into a blonde with an unrecognizable but attractive face. The nose narrowed and her brows more pointed. Hipster black framed glasses gave her a sexy librarian appearance. Beautiful, but not as beautiful as the real Emma. Close second, though. If it weren’t for her scent and exact proportions as before, he’d never guess she was Emma. “Well hello, Jane.”

She returned to her seat. “Convincing?”

“Very convincing.” He tilted his head. “Who taught you how to hide your identity?”

“Father. He didn’t invent the art, though. A good friend of his, a plastic surgeon perfected the art in the sixties. He was a top asset, but not many knew of him. After he died, only my father and a few field agents, including myself, learned the art. Makes me a shifter of sorts.”

“Yes, indeed.” He gently touched her face. “Feels like real skin, but my sense of smell tells me it’s not.” His desire awoke, wanting to touch her real skin.

Emma gazed at him, her blue eyes penetrating. “I see I won’t convince lycans.”

“I’m afraid not.” Her fake skin flushed as natural as her own. Their chemistry brimmed near combustion. He took his hand away.

She visibly shuddered. “Tell me your rogue werewolf cover story, Boris.”

“Simple. I left my pack long ago and offered my services to the Russian mafia.”

“Can’t go more rogue than that. Although if Svetlana is part of the chimera conspiracy wouldn’t she have heard of you?”

Once married to the most infamous leader of the Chess Piece werewolf mob, Svetlana probably knew about most rogue werewolves. Her father had also been a mobster boss, so crime ran in the family. “She is human and can be mesmerized by my alpha mind control.

“True enough.” Emma shook her head. “No, better to say lone rather than rogue werewolf. Otherwise, he’ll wonder why a scientist hired a big bad wolf.”

“I will tell him you hired me as a guide, but didn’t know I was a werewolf.”

Emma laughed. “I’ll act shocked when I learn of your true nature.”

Nik frowned. “About the vaporo...”

“Yes?”

“If you are in danger from werewolves, don’t be afraid to use it.”

“I have a month’s supply always on hand.”

“Interesting.” He wondered if Rylee had sanctioned the use of the illegal chemical. No doubt she knew, but didn’t share the information. He changed the subject. “Are you versed in wolf genetics?”

She snorted. “Yep.”

“Every detail?”

Emma pointed to her temple. “Remember, photographic memory.”