Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)

He shifted and knocked on the locked door. “Gaby, get up.”

“What, huh? It’s three a.m.” She let him in.

“Helicopter.” He dashed in and dressed.

“I don’t hear anything.”

“You will in a few minutes.”

“What do we do?”

He started the engine. “Buckle up.” Just as they drove off, the sound of the helicopter drew closer.

“Now I hear it.”

He left the lights off and drove using his wolf night vision. Back on the road, he sped away. Not sure it would do them any good, but in the meantime, it bought them some time. “We were careless in Vegas.”

“You think it’s the werewolf special ops?”

“No. I recognize the helicopter that headed to Project Sabertooth.” If he were wrong, Gaby would be in a hell of a lot more trouble.

“I’m not too surprised. Assets don’t escape.”

“Don’t worry, sweets, we’ll set the record as the first to do so.”

Damn, the helicopter was getting closer.

The bright searchlight nearly blinded him. Shit. He veered and drove off the main road. Time to ditch the RV.

The helicopter drowned out her screams as it hovered feet above the RV’s roof. A male voice blasted. “Stop or we’ll fire. We only want Gaby.” The helicopter ascended as if waiting for their answer.

“If you let them have me, you can get away,” shouted Gaby.

“Not happening. Besides, the minute they take you, they’ll kill me.”

“So what do we do?”

He slowed the RV, made a U-turn, and floored it in the opposite direction. The helicopter followed. “Take your seatbelt off and sit on my lap.”

Immediately, she complied. “Okay, but if I get a scratch, it’s your ass.”

“Understood.” Suddenly, he swerved and headed down a wooded embankment. Not steep, just wooded. Halfway down, he flung the door open, and with Gaby in his arms, leapt out. He rolled, while covering her and making sure she’d didn’t feel the brunt of the impact.

The RV careened down the slope and landed upside down in a shallow river.

The helicopter hovered over the wrecked vehicle, then returned to the side of the road and landed. He sniffed. Six armed men. They didn’t bother hiding their human scent as they ran down the embankment. Laser sights lit up the forest.

He hid Gaby in the bramble and whispered, “Stay down.”

“Where are you going?”

“Going bad-ass werewolf on them.” Before, he shifted a high-pitch sound pierced him. He dropped to his knees in agony. Then blacked out.

Chapter 14

Gaby kneeled next to Kane and felt his pulse. Strong. “Kane.” Out cold. The assholes used high frequency sound. Voices came closer. She remembered the elk crossing road signs and closed her eyes. If a herd was close enough, they’d help cause a distraction.

A powerful searchlight blinded her.