Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)

“Alistair Kraig is coming here?”

“Actually, his son, part of his father’s investigative division, Avery Kraig will join us for dinner to meet our werewolf.”

Gaby wrinkled her brow. “I’m sure he knows him.”

“And wants him back.” He leaned back in his chair and sighed. “I hate to lose one of our greatest assets.”

Yeah, I bet you do. A predator that could kill and devour a target, with the intelligence of a man. Maybe I’ll be retired since a shifter is far more convenient than transporting a tiger or bear to a site for an assassination. “Are you going to turn him over?”

“I have no choice.”

Unless this mysterious man was another werewolf, Kane would be able to compel him. Had to love Kane’s mind control, an advantage in their planned escape. “I suppose you’ll find out by dinner.”

“You are invited, by the way.”

“I am?” He’d always kept her hidden from his contacts outside Project Sabertooth. An asset he refused to share.

“Avery Kraig requested your presence.”

Gaby shifted in her chair. “Are you kidding me?”

“No, I’m not. He insisted.”

“Did you tell him about my gift?”

“No. You are listed as my ward and animal handler. Unless…” He blew out a long breath. “He accessed my encrypted files.”

“You said that was impossible.” The less people who knew about her power over animals, the better. No telling what his boss would ask her to do. Or she might end up as his experimental rat. Worse, he might put her on display to demonstrate her charm in front of the entire world.

“I’m just guessing. This is the first time Alistair Kraig has ever given Project Sabertooth a second thought.”

“Maybe he just wants to meet family,” she scoffed. Though Director Giles had been her legal guardian on paper, there was no rel

ationship. As a child, Gaby never had birthdays, trips to the park or Christmas. Home schooling with a private tutor and occasional visits to museums and zoos while growing up was the extent of normalcy. To Giles, she’d always been an asset. A creature to carry out missions against the assigned targets. A possession he never intended to share with anyone but second in command, Tomlin.

He gave her an incredulous gaze. “Doubtful.”

“Afraid he might want to take me?”

“If he did, Project Sabertooth would come to an end.” He lifted a brow. “Speaking of, does your wolf charm work on the werewolf?”

Time to lie. “Yes. I tested him. His wolf obeys my every command.”

He smiled. “Interesting. What did you compel him to do?”

“I asked him to wag his tail, just like a harmless puppy.”

“Good. During dinner, you can charm him if he becomes upset.”

“What time?”

“At seven p.m. My penthouse.”

Gaby could count the number of times she’d been to his apartment. The last time was a year ago, when she insisted on seeing him about the health of one of her trained dogs. “I think I can fit that into my busy schedule,” she said, her tone sarcastic. Her schedule never mattered to him one damn bit.

“Wear something nice.”

“First, I need to go home to pick up a dress.” Not to mention, pack for their escape.