“It gets better each time, if that’s even possible.” After Emma’s initial shift, her first flights were monitored in the large gym with a net below. As she became more confident with not turning human mid-flight, she experimented by flying above their headquarters.
Nik furrowed his brow. “Are you sure you are ready?”
“Absolutely.” Flying over a secret base where rumors of dogmen chimeras being created in New Mexico would give her a good bird’s eye view of the ground facility. They even had a camera fitted to mount on her head to film the facility. Rylee wanted Emma to determine if the intel about the secret base moving elsewhere was true. Nik would be her partner. He’d meet her nearby disguised as a falconer.
Nik sighed.
“What? Are you still worried?”
“I will always worry about you.”
For once no idiom or Nikism. Still, he was petrified of her taking wing. “No need. Not with my big bad Russian werewolf at my side.”
Nik wrinkled his brow. “Do you miss the CIA and being…human?”
“To be honest, yes. Then again, I couldn’t go back and forth between the LIA and the CIA like my father did. He somehow remained loyal to both. I prefer just being Team Greywolf, officer of the LIA.” She furrowed her brow. “Are you homesick for Russia?” Nik did not like the lycan rules and, for the most part, preferred living in their isolated cabin and venturing out of lycan territory. Before meeting Emma, Nik planned to tell Rylee, after he found Saskia, he’d return to Russia and live amongst humans.
“Not after I found my mate. Home is where my heart is.” He smiled. “Although, after this mission, I want to give you the grand tour of Moscow.”
“I look forward to that. It will be nice going there without having to spy.”
“True.”
Emma dropped her cloak. “What do you say, wolf, time for a little diversion before we head back?”
Nik growled, lifted her chin and kissed her passionately. She wrapped her legs about his waist. He released her mouth and kissed her nape. “You drive me nuts, Sparrow.”
The End