Wolf Six's Salvation

Jackson nodded. "Yes."

Turner cocked his head to the side again. "But you didn't stop her?"

"No. I couldn't... I mean... I've never..." Jackson shifted uncomfortably on his feet. Despite liking Turner and knowing that they were the same, he just wasn't sure what was considered normal anymore.

"Ah. I see." Turner gave Jackson a wink. "She smells like nothing you could ever imagine and you have the most vivid and amazing dreams about her, right?"

"Is that normal?" Jackson swallowed nervously and Turner laughed.

"For a select few. I'll explain later. Right now we need to figure out what to do about those files." Turner moved to the door and paused before opening it to turn and look Jackson square in the eye. "You hurt her, though, and I'll kill you."

Chapter 12

Chloe heard the click of the door as Dr. Turner opened it and she hurried back into her chair, whipping out her phone and playing with her home screen icons. Wolves? She thought that the two of them talking about wolves and changing was incredibly confusing. She finally decided that she just must not have heard them correctly. That was the danger when eavesdropping in the first place.

The two men walked back into the room as though nothing had happened, but at least the she didn't feel like lightning was about to rip through the room. Captain Wolfe was looking much calmer and Dr. Turner was again behaving like his usual self. It was as if the entire first portion of their meeting had been all in her imagination.

The Captain sat down in the chair across from Chloe, his brown eyes settling on her and making her feel as though he could see right through her. She was having a hard time not checking him out to see if he looked in real life the way he had in her dreams. Dr. Turner leaned against the wall, picking up the stolen file and flipping through it once again.

"Why'd you steal the files?" Captain Wolfe asked, his voice low and gruff.

Chloe pushed her shoulders back and looked him squarely in the eye. He may be bigger and stronger than her, and incredibly handsome, but she wasn't about to let him intimidate her.

"I'm looking for my brother."

"In a file?" he asked with a straight face.

"Yes, in a file," she snapped back. She was having a hard time concentrating with him so close. There was something about him that she couldn't define that intrigued her. "He's in the military. He used to write me every week, but it's been months since I got a letter. He's missing and no one can tell me where he is."

Captain Wolfe shrugged and leaned back in his chair. His lithe body moved so fluidly that Chloe couldn't take her eyes off of him. "Maybe he's just out on assignment."

She tore her eyes from his perfectly sculpted arms long enough to shake her head. "No. I checked. Besides, he gave me our duress code. It's serious; that code is sacred."

His brows raised slightly. "What kind of kids come up with a duress code?"

"We had active imaginations. And he wanted to be in the military from the time he could say the word Army. I played a lot of 'war games' growing up," Chloe said with a smile.

Captain Wolfe sighed and glanced over at Dr. Turner, but the genetics adviser ignored him. He turned his attention back to Chloe. "Tell me about your brother. Maybe I can help."

Her face brightened. After receiving so little help this far, having someone, even someone who had threatened to turn her in for stealing, offer to help was encouraging. "Well, he's a year younger than me, and his favorite food is pizza..."

"No, no," he said, gently shaking his head. Dr. Turner snickered from behind his reading material but Jackson ignored him. "I mean tell me something I can use. Rank, MOS, unit, his last deployment. Things like that."

"Oh, right." Chloe giggled nervously. For some reason he had her flustered. She didn't usually have that trouble when talking to men. This one however had her blushing and stammering like a teenager on her first date. "Blake Madison, Specialist. He's a language specialist in the 994th Psychological Operations Company. His last deployment was to Iraq a little over a year ago. I think he was in Fallujah?"

He nodded, mentally taking note of her every word. "And why are you looking for him?"

"About six months ago, all communication with him stopped. He was supposed to be stateside, but then he just disappeared off the face of the map. It isn't like him."

"So you went hunting for files?"

Chloe nodded. "Yes. That's when I found that file. It says he has the Lycan gene. Do you know anything about that?"

Captain Wolfe glanced toward Dr. Turner and Chloe saw the barest shake of her adviser’s head. She frowned. Why wouldn't he want Captain Wolfe to share what he knew about the Lycan gene with her? If anything it just confirmed her suspicions that there was something going on that she needed to get to the bottom of.

"So, why are you here, Captain Wolfe?" Chloe asked, changing the subject. If she was going to find out more, she might as well take the initiative. He was asking her more questions than she was really ready to answer to a complete stranger, no matter how handsome he was.

"Jackson, please." He smiled at her and her heart nearly stopped. It wasn't fair to make a man that gorgeous; a girl would do stupid things to see that smile. "I'm here because you broke into a military base and stole files. You didn't think you could just waltz in and not have anyone come looking for you?"