“Think of all the humans that work with us. With technology and social media, any one of them could have revealed our kind, yet none has done so. And the few that tried were taken care of. Anyway, who in their right mind will believe Gaby without solid evidence?”
“Even so, Kiara is still a threat.” He had agreed to the bond, however, it was Kiara’s right to fight and likely kill Gaby. “Not to mention my brother will fight to dismantle Team Greywolf.”
Rylee snorted. “King Conan and your father threatened to do away with my team for ages. Yet, here we are. Still standing strong.”
“My official resignation from Team Greywolf might soften his resolve.”
“No offense, but like your father, King Conan hates humans with a savage passion. He will never agree to allow us to continue. Not if it means helping them.”
It pained Steele to think he once felt the same way about humans. Hell, even low status lycans annoyed him. Because he’d been a jerk, it was his karma to fall in love with a human. Then lose her. “I’ll reiterate to him how important human lives are to our survival.”
“I’ll put you on temporary leave, Commander Steele. After a couple months, if you still want to step down, I’ll accept your resignation.”
“If you insist, ma’am, but only for a month. Kiara says the bonding ritual will happen in a month or less.”
“Talk about a shotgun wedding.”
“Are you at headquarters, ma’am?”
“I’ll be back in a few days. Don’t worry. Nothing will happen to Gaby.”
“Good. All that matters is her safety.”
; Chapter 21
Gaby flew to another hiding place. Cricket and Slade accompanied her to Rachel’s father’s cabin in Oregon. Secluded in the woods, but not completely isolated with homes half a mile away. She pulled her small suitcase into the home and glanced around the living room meant for humans, not lycans. Normal. “Nice.”
Cricket opened the entertainment console and frowned. “No games.”
“That’s okay, I have my laptop.”
Slade furrowed his brow at his mate. “Hon, you don’t have time to play.”
“I know, but she’ll die of boredom.”
Gaby frowned. “Leaving so soon?”
“We’ll be gone for two weeks,” said Cricket.
“R and R?” Gaby asked.
Cricket snorted. “I wish. Undercover job.”
“Don’t say anything more or we’ll have to eat her,” said Slade, his tone deadpan.
“I don’t want to know,” blurted Gaby.
“Ha, ha. Hon, don’t freak her out.”
“I’m kidding.” Slade winked at Gaby. “Even if you work for Rylee, it’s still on a need to know basis.”
Slade had such a serious persona, sometimes it was hard to tell when he joked. “Roger that.”
“Come on, I’ll give you a tour of the rest of the cabin,” said Cricket.
“You’ve been here before?”