Wolf Six's Salvation

He kissed her softly, his eyes slowly losing their golden glow and returning to their rich brown. She wasn't sure which she liked better. They were both his and she loved both. Her breathing was returning to normal, but she wasn't ready to stop dreaming yet.

He smiled as she licked her lips, silently asking him for more. He kissed down her jaw, down her collarbone, stopping to kiss h

er nipples until they pebbled and ached for more. With slow hands he worked his way to her hips, finding the wet place between her legs. He touched her, watching her face as pleasure coursed through her system again.

He gave her a wolfish smile as he moved down to taste her. She groaned with pleasure as he began to work her body. He was taking his time and she knew they had all night...

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Chloe sipped gently on her coffee as she hurried across the quad to the big library. She felt strangely refreshed, especially given the dreams she had all morning. It was as though she had gotten laid and had a great night's sleep. She had still stopped to get coffee before heading to the library though.

She had a strange sense of warmth as she walked across the quad, but she gave credit to the coffee in her hands. It tasted different than she remembered. She chalked it up to changing tastes and the black coffee from the night before. Maybe she was finally turning into a grown-up coffee drinker!

She bounced up the library steps to the study room, hoping that Dr. Turner would know what the Lycan gene was. If he did, then she was one step closer to finding her brother. She opened the door to study room number three and glanced about, unable to shake a feeling that she was being watched. With a shrug, she stepped inside and spread out her stuff on the table in the center of the room.

Chloe opened her computer and checked her email as she waited for her professor to arrive. She was a little early, but that just meant she could catch up on her never-ending emails and required readings. It seemed as though she had barely gotten through the first batch of emails when the door opened and Dr. Turner walked in.

He was an older man, probably in his late forties or early fifties, but he moved like a man of twenty. She had collided with him on more than one occasion in the small lab space, and she knew he was solid as rock. Kind brown eyes dominated his square face, with short gray hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He wore his typical brown pants with stains on the knees and white lab coat. Several of the other students thought he was a bit strange, eccentric they called him, but Chloe loved his easy going nature. Nothing ever seemed to faze him; he reminded her of her brother and she had specifically requested to have him as her adviser.

"Hello, Chloe," he said, closing the door behind him. He smiled warmly as he sat down at the table next to her. "You said it was urgent?"

Chloe bit her lip and gave him a sheepish grin. "Maybe urgent wasn't the best word choice, but it is important. At least to me."

He laughed gently. "Don't worry. It gave me a chance to get out of the lab. What can I do for you?"

"Have you ever heard of the Lycan Gene?"

Dr. Turner went still for a moment, his dark eyes regarding her carefully.

"Where did you hear of that?" he asked, his voice very serious. Chloe opened her book bag, pulling out the medical file. She had everything she had on her brother's disappearance in that bag: his letters, the files, even his picture. She paused for a moment, then slid the file she had stolen across the table to him. It was all or nothing now. If he called her out on where she got the file, she would have to tell him. He could turn her in and ruin her career at that point. She hoped that he would instead help her find her brother.

He opened the file carefully, his eyes reading the numbers and measurements carefully and then going wide at the notation of the gene at the bottom.

"When my brother went missing, one of his buddies told me to look for the Lycan Project. I need to know what it is so I can find him." She stopped, waiting to hear what he was thinking.

Dr. Turner's face was expressionless as he closed the file and slid it back to her. He reached across the table and took her hand in his. His hands were warmer than she had expected after coming in from the cold.

"I know that finding your brother is important to you, but you need to stop. Now." He let go of her hands and looked at the file as though it might turn into a snake and bite him. "I don't know where you got that file, and honestly, I don't think I want to know. You are stepping into an ocean full of danger and you aren't even wearing water wings."

Frustration welled up in her throat. He knew something but he wasn't going to tell her. "Please," she begged. "Please, I can't give this up. He's my brother and I have to find him."

The door to the study room creaked, and Dr. Turner was on his feet faster before Chloe even registered that the door was opening. Standing in the doorway was the very handsome soldier from the night before. She gulped hard.

He was more handsome than she remembered. She had dreamed about him the entire night before and felt like she already knew his body, inside and out. And there he was, standing in the doorway and looking even hotter, and angrier, than he had even in her dreams.

"She's already in too deep," Captain Wolfe growled. His dark hair was cut close in a military style that accented his scruffy jawline. Warm brown eyes with long lashes took her in and for a moment, she let herself get lost in them and forget to breathe.

"It's you," Chloe whispered, unable to look away from him.

Chapter 10

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the file still on the table. "You get those files to Dr. Vincelli?"

Chloe felt the hot rush of blood to her face at being called out at the lie, but she didn't back down. A low growl reverberated from beside her and she was surprised to see Dr. Turner with a menacing expression on his face. She didn't know that her sweet professor could look terrifyingly deadly; she was just glad that he was focused on the intruder and not her with that look on his face.

The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on. The two men stared at one another in a silent battle of wills, ready to fly at the other at a moment’s notice. Dr. Turner stepped forward, effectively shielding Chloe from Jackson. Chloe knew she needed to break the tension before one of the men decided to do something stupid.

She cleared her throat, suddenly feeling very vulnerable as both men turned with brown eyes flickering to golden. "Hello again, Captain Wolfe." She was just glad her voice didn't shake. The Captain's eyebrows raised, but his attention was still on Dr. Turner.