Visionary Wolf. Linda Johnston O.

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      “I’m sure Melanie is really glad to have your help,” he told her, then shared a brief smile with her before he made another turn on the twisty road.

      “And I’m really glad to help her. And the others.” A tone he didn’t quite recognize modified Rosa’s voice.

      “Especially Drew,” Liam guessed.

      “Especially Drew,” she agreed. “But...I just hope we really can help him.”

      “We will,” Liam asserted—hoping it was true.

       Chapter 4

      Even though Liam had asked her to ride with him so he could ask questions about blood and blood types, Rosa was somewhat amused that they never really got into that topic much. And when they did, all she needed to do was go over a bit of what she had already been thinking about.

      Yes, she told him when he finally asked, the blood types of people and regular canines had differences. So did the blood types of wolves in general from shifted wolves. People and their unshifted counterparts, not so much.

      And the differences she saw from the blood she had drawn from Drew? Well, she didn’t exactly know what they were, except for the odd consistency and darker coloration. That was why she hoped for someone else’s advice.

      She didn’t let him know how concerned she really was, although since she was looking for guidance he probably gathered that.

      Would those at Ft. Lukman know whether that blood issue was the cause of Drew’s not changing back? If so, would they know how to fix it?

      Liam didn’t seem inclined to talk much more about it, which was fine with her. It allowed her to avoid revealing how inadequate she felt, and instead gave her time to ask him about what he did as a technology expert for Alpha Force.

      That got him going immediately—and what he had to say about the online claims worried her, too, as someone who had friends and patients around here who were shifters.

      Sure, she had met actual shifters at home when she was young. She had also seen sites on the internet, mostly blogs or social media posts, that speculated whether there actually were such things as shapeshifters, as depicted in horror movies and otherwise. Sometimes people claimed to have seen the real thing, and maybe, like her, they had.

      She had even found some references to oddities that had allegedly gone on here in Mary Glen a while back. But she’d also seen posts about how all that got resolved when it was discovered that one member of an offbeat group of people who claimed shapeshifters exist had made unsubstantiated claims for his own benefit. Discovering who it was and stopping him had helped quiet things down in this area—at least as far as the rest of the world was likely to know.

      But what Liam was describing could be a lot worse for the ongoing peace of shapeshifters—and Alpha Force in particular. Rosa now lived near downtown Mary Glen, not far from the vet clinic. She had heard nothing at all regarding the claims Liam described about how shifters around here, under the last full moon, had hurt some regular people in this area—badly.

      Neither had Liam, he assured her. It was simply untrue.

      And it was his job to make sure that anyone who saw those ridiculous posts didn’t believe a word.

      He’d already checked on how his aide, Denny, had started dealing with the situation, and believed he was doing a good job. But Liam would take over himself later that evening.

      After driving through the thick woodlands, they finally arrived at the gate to the military base. Even Liam had to provide his ID to the guards despite being stationed there, and of course Rosa had to provide hers, as well. Then Liam drove across the base to a building she had visited once before to check on an injured animal Melanie had explained was a cover dog, resembling one of the shifters in canine form.

      Most of the time, those cover dogs that needed shots or exams were brought to the veterinary clinic, like all other pets in the Mary Glen area. That was how Rosa got to meet and treat them.

      However, they’d chosen not to move that dog, Spike—Seth Ambers’s cover dog—without getting him treatment first. Fortunately, though he’d been bleeding profusely, he’d had nothing worse than a fairly minor cut from a broken bottle he’d stepped on.

      When Rosa had arrived, Spike was in a special fenced pen by himself in the upstairs area where the cover dogs were housed when not on duty, his leg bandaged, and one of the aides continuously changing the dressing. Rosa had been able to follow Drew as he carried Spike downstairs to what he’d referred to as the base’s primary lab area, where she’d been able to snip off fur from around the cut, wash it well, soak it with disinfectant and wrap it in sterile bandages after providing topical anesthetic, a few stitches and a larger cover bandage and temporary cone collar to make sure he didn’t chew too close to it. He’d healed just fine.

      The poor dog’s injury had given Rosa not only the opportunity to see part of the military facility that housed the amazing Alpha Force, but also to increase her already good reputation, thanks to Melanie’s verbal recognition of what Rosa additionally did to help those shifters who needed medical assistance while in their animal forms.

      Liam parked his car and used a key card to get them both inside the building. The guy was either a gentleman or he didn’t trust her not to drop the critically important box containing Drew’s blood samples, since he carried it inside. He then led her to the stairway to the area where Rosa knew the labs, and some offices, were located. He unlocked that door and she followed him downstairs.

      A lot, maybe all, of the members of Alpha Force were gathered in a room past the labs where Rosa had been before.

      “This is Drew’s office in this building,” Liam told her, “although he’s got another one in the main admin building at the other side of the base.”

      It wasn’t a large room, but there were many chairs in rows facing the desk, all occupied. Rosa recognized a few of the people there who’d sometimes brought their cover animals to the vet clinic or had come to visit Drew and Melanie in their home next door.

      Even so, Liam introduced her to them all—and most important to her now were Captain Patrick Worley and Captain Jonas Truro, whom she’d already met. They were both medical doctors, but only Patrick was a shifter.

      Then there was Lieutenant Seth Ambers, also a doctor, Staff Sergeant Jason Connell, who was Drew’s cousin as well as a member of Alpha Force, aides including Staff Sergeants Ruby Belmont, Piers Janus, and more. Rosa hoped she would remember names, but even if she didn’t right away, she would try to have as good a relationship as possible with all of them, easiest if a solution was found quickly for Drew’s problem.

      When he was done with the introductions, Liam told Rosa to join him standing behind Drew’s desk facing the group. “Rosa has come here to give a rundown, especially to everyone who’s a medical doctor, regarding what she found when she conducted Drew’s blood test. I’ve mentioned that to some of you.” He gestured toward the box they’d brought, which now rested on Drew’s desk.

      Rosa wondered if the entire group needed to hear this, since she figured only a few would know anything about blood and blood tests and the different blood types of regular people and shifters and all. But considering the fascinated and concerned way they stared at her, she assumed they were all highly worried about their commanding officer and what was going on with him. They wanted him back, as normal for his type as he’d been before.

      Plus some of them were shifters, too, and would want to ensure, if possible, that the same thing didn’t happen with them. And fellow Alpha Force members who were aides would need to know how to help the shifters they worked for.

      So, yes, for their own reasons they all needed to be there.

      She first described how she had been put in charge of Major Connell by the head veterinarian at the clinic—his