Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)

They entered the lycan hospital adjoining the research center.

Lev smiled with great pride. “My mate, Rachel, is a doctor here.”

He paused. “Odd, I feel like I knew that.”

Rylee lifted her brow. “This way. We have a room ready for you.”

His pulse quickened. “What?” Research facility room meant trouble. Torture.

“Don’t worry. We have a comfortable place for you to undergo wolf hypnotherapy.”

“Now?”

“Steele, you are important to us. We need you back as soon as possible.”

“Very well.” He’d go along for now. Being compliant would make it easier for him and Gaby to sneak off. He followed them into a hospital room that looked more like a hotel suite. Illuminated in blue light, calming the beast inside.

A woman stood in the shadows as they came in. The wolf shaman.

Rylee turned to him. “You may remember Lunara.”

The woman with the black hair and silver streaks bowed to her and then to him. “A pleasure, Prince Steele.” She bowed. “I was pleased to learn you had not crossed the veil.”

He sniffed. She smelled of herbs, especially, mugwort. Part of him wanted to snarl at her for ratting Gaby’s secret out, but how could he? The beta had warm amber eyes and a genuine smile. I keep my emotions in control. “We met in my dreams, but I have a feeling we’ve met in person before.”

“I apologize for invading your privacy. Rylee never believed you died. She convinced me to dream walk. It was the only way to find out if you were still part of the living.”

“Does my brother, King Conan, know I’m alive?”

Rylee nodded. “Lunara called him yesterday to tell him, but she explained you suffer from temporary amnesia. Once you regain your memory, he wants to see you.” She sighed. “Furthermore, as soon as you recover your memory, your brother demands you sever ties with Team Greywolf.”

He cocked his head. “To live in his castle?” Not if it meant without Gaby.

Lunara nodded. “Yes, as viceroy.”

“Meaning?”

“As viceroy, you would represent the king throughout North America and on visits to the European packs,” explained Lunara. “Royal duties.”

“Whether you stay on the team or serve the king is your decision,” said Rylee adamantly. Obviously, from her demeanor, she wanted him to stay.

Steele understood his brother would never accept his human wife or mate, but if Rylee did, he’d stay with Team Greywolf. He narrowed his gaze at Lunara. “What did you tell him about Gaby?”

Lunara looked at Rylee who nodded. “I only told him you are alive. Nothing more.”

Rylee turned to Lunara. “Good, I prefer you don’t say anything to anyone, especially the king, about Gaby’s special talent.”

Lunara cocked her head. “What about the lycan council?”

“No one. Not until I have Jesper analyze our old edicts.”

“I shall comply,” said Lunara.

“No disrespect, Lunara, but how can we trust you?”

Lunara flinched as if insulted. “My duty is to the council, yes, but I would not say anything that caused a woman’s death.”

He wanted to snap, Gaby’s death meant her death, but held back. “Most generous, but why?”