She left the vehicle with a piece of paper in her hand, and she went in search of Benedict’s team. He’d been out there for five hours now as the first team. Now he brought them back in to give the humans a break. The humans were complaining because they wanted to return to searching again. They were having a problem understanding they were running in shifts. Benedict finally argued his point successfully that humans must eat and sleep at some point. Humans who weren’t trained as members of the military, emergency services, or something like a medical profession would have built up the ability to work with little to no sleep. They didn’t want to risk that either because that could end in injuries or deaths. Wolves didn’t sleep as much, but they still slept when they could. They knew its importance in situations like this. That and how it meant an increased chance more would come home alive to their loved ones.
Ebony Rose Kilburn returned to her beloved station after visiting for a few days with her family. She was eager to look at the new video footage of the local wildlife. But she got a rude awakening. The door was open, her things scattered everything. The red-haired beauty growled and cursed in annoyance. She was deep in the provincial park for the work of vagrants. There were two kinds of people. Both types were bad news, poachers, or rogue shifters. Officially, rogue shifters weren’t an explanation. As a wolf shifter, she was well aware of their existence. The reason she believed it wasn’t a pack of roaming raccoons is they don’t go into your fridge, take a can of cola out, open it, and leave the empty can on the table. She’d have to report this. Ebony looked at the door. She knew she locked the door. When she left for more than a few hours, she locked it. They didn’t force the door open. That most disturbed her. How did they get in? Ebony reviewed th
Ebony was awake before dawn as normal and ready for the radio call in the meeting. Her boss, Alan Dover, called her promptly at eight am once a week. Today’s call, was a safely check and update her on several things. “Tower Twelve, Ebony you there? Come back.” “Home Base, Alan, I hear you. How are things?” “Better than expected. We got the funding for you new team. They’re hired and on their way to you. Three new rangers. I sent your satellite link an email with their information. The new supply drop is tomorrow. Details in message. You have six weeks to whip them into shape and have them caught up to speed.” “That’s great. I need to report that Tower Twelve was broken into. Nothing appears stolen, so I will keep a close eye out. Nothing out of the ordinary on the trail or security cameras. It will be in my next report.” “Noted. Anything special you need?” “Yeah, more cola. Lots more. That’s all they took.” She heard c
Benedict watched their mate attempt to track them. He loved the way she wrinkled her nose in confusion, and he knew why she was confused. Benedict, Peter, and Franco had been together for so long that their scents mingled into one. Often pack wolves would their personal scent and a pack scent. The pack’s scent formed from being around each other. Touching, hugging, sharing clothes, and even sleeping with each other. But they took it a step further, and they’d practically lost their individual scents. She’d learn soon enough. Ebony could scene them. That was a good sign. He couldn’t wait to meet her and find out more about her. Gods, she stood there in a barely there tank top and a pair of cargo pants. Comfortable and practical. Hmm… She filled them out to perfection. She’d braided her long red hair. Gods, he’d love to hold that in his hand while he was in her. He could tell she wore no bra as her breasts flowed freely with every step she took. Benedict knew Franco would love th
The men quickly tossed their packs into a couple of rooms. They were sure that this division of space would end quickly once Ebony was on board with, their unique arrangement. They tromped up the ladder and into Tower Twelve. Ebony was sitting at a table with a heavy duty laptop in front of her. They designed it to fall off sides of mountains. “Oh, good you’re here.” Ebony wouldn’t admit to them she’d just finished reading the file their boss sent her. These three had impressive resumes. “Okay, I was checking the minute details the boss sent over. We’re stuck with the food we have here until lunch tomorrow, when the supply drop arrives. We’ll need to share the chores. I’m afraid I’m no chef. So, we’ll trade off so there’s less chance that I’ll accidentally kill someone with my cooking.” “That shouldn’t be a problem. I assume the drop’s made in the meadow? Peter’s good with food. He can help with the cooking while Franco and I bring the dropped supplies h
Ebony sent the guys out to get comfortable with their surroundings of the camp. She’d already ensured they knew all the communication equipment. Where to first aid kit, and other equipment for their various jobs. The satellite radios they’d carry were charged, and they ensured we’re working so they could contact her if they had questions or got lost. But she got a funny feeling this wasn’t needed. If they got lost, they could get themselves straightened out. With time to think, she returned to the male wolf. He couldn’t have moved on because she could swear his scent was stronger. When she entered the cabin, its air was warm and on the verge of stale. Ebony entered only when she needed to. But it quickly became obvious to her that his scent was there, too. But she’d locked it like the tower. The door wasn’t damaged when she checked. His scent was stronger now in here. Ebony couldn’t figure it out. She couldn’t shift to improve her tracking skills. This was one
Benedict was the last one in the tower. Franco punched the tabletop. “She hates us. What were we thinking not to approach her as wolves rather than humans? Benedict, what were you thinking coming here and breaking into the tower?” “I wanted to know more about who she was. Her likes and dislikes. How do you think I found out she’s, our mate? The moment I lay down in her bed, and was surrounded by her scent. Gods, the way my body reacted so fast to it. I knew she was ours. I couldn’t control my reaction to her scent.” “You didn’t.” Benedict raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I marked her bed, so she’d know who was coming for her.” “Benedict, you came on her bed. Gods, no wonder she’s pissed at us. You need to apologize to her.” “I can smell her in here. Everything Carrie’s her scent.” Peter mumbled as he sat in a chair. He’d opened his pants. “Think she’s orgasmed right here.” His hand rubbed the front of his pants. The other two men watched him
Ebony ran a short way. It wasn’t enough to run as a human. She shed her clothes and shifted. Leaving her satellite phone with her clothes, she ran on four feet. Just ran for a few minutes. When she’d calmed enough, Ebony slowed and noticed her surroundings. She picked up scents and thought about what happened. Should she send them packing? They were the first team she received in four years. If she fired them without a reason, she might not get another team for a long time. Or she might not have a job. It wasn’t like she couldn’t tell Alan about them being shifters. This wasn’t pack lands. Even if she felt territorial about it. Maybe she was tired. She’d not slept well. She caught their scent in her nose and it struck the right cords to give her some kinky dreams. She’d dreamt of several wolves in different scenarios taking her. Some they were wolves and others faceless humans taking her willing body until she woke up sweating as her body throbbed from her climax. There