Untamed Wolf. Linda O. Johnston

she had seen, or thought she had, earlier that morning.

      But when he arrived, she would talk to him as soon as possible. Maybe even show pictures.

      He could tell her more about Alpha Force. He had, after all, warned her to expect a different atmosphere and different kind of unit. Had even hinted at what she’d seen.

      He knew what Alpha Force was about. She had just preferred not to imagine that what he hinted at could be real.

      Now she knew better—and she hoped he would explain it to her.

      * * *

      Jason sat back on the uncomfortable folding chair, surrounded by colleagues, both shifters and not. He looked around the small basement office in the main Alpha Force building at the far end of Ft. Lukman.

      This was where they always met on the morning after a full moon. Other meetings were also held here for Alpha Force members in the secured laboratory area.

      On the first floor, dogs were housed—those used as the cover, when necessary, for wolf shifters. Jason had a dog assigned to him: Shadow. He also enjoyed helping to train them in his spare time, although not today.

      All the dogs had remained in their nice, well-maintained kennels last night—unlike the shapeshifters of Alpha Force.

      “We need your report first this time, Jonas.” Major Drew Connell, Jason’s oh-so-perfect cousin, stood at the front of the room. He looked worried.

      He’d really worry if Jason told him what he’d done that morning. Therefore, Jason wouldn’t mention it.

      “Everything started out fine,” Jonas Truro responded as he stood up from his seat in the first row of four. He glanced around the group of shifters and aides who were present. “All our wolf shifters chose not to take the version of the elixir that would keep them in human form. Instead, everyone drank the kind that helped with human cognition while shifted but didn’t stop them from changing. Our cougar shifter Colleen did the same.” He nodded toward the woman who sat in the same row as Jason, a few people over.

      The elixir was good stuff. Both formulas were. Jason gave the unit, and especially Drew, a lot of credit for that.

      Now premixed bottles of both kinds were stored in a special refrigerated room nearby, even as Drew continued to upgrade the formulas for each.

      Jason listened with interest as Jonas described everyone’s change in the clearing in the woods that had been previously selected, then how he stayed with the wolf pack as they roved areas also designated in advance. With the Ultra Special Forces Team there for the last month, it had become impossible to have the run of the entire base while in shifted form when the moon wasn’t full. At least last night, with the moon full, the USFT personnel had been told to stay in their quarters...without being told why.

      Jason had no doubt that some, if not all, of that unit already suspected the true nature of Alpha Force. They probably scorned it—or feared it. But the official position for both units, at least for now, was to stay separate in all training exercises and otherwise. No joint exercises yet, although that was intended for the future. When? Peons like him weren’t kept informed about such important matters.

      “There was one incident,” Jonas said. “Minor, but everyone should be aware of it. Lieutenant McLinder was wandering around outside around midnight and saw the pack. I shooed her back inside, but maybe someone should talk to her about maintaining silence about what she saw.”

      And about what she saw around five in the morning? Yeah, she definitely should stay silent about that, Jason thought. And probably would, even without being cautioned. He strongly suspected she wasn’t about to announce to the world, her world, what she had observed. Even though he’d seen her taking pictures.

      She might talk to him about it, though.

      If so, he was ready. Very ready.

      “Our next exercise will probably be later this week,” Drew was saying. “We’ll decide who’ll shift and who won’t. That will also dictate which of our aides and cover dogs—and cat—are needed.”

      He talked a while longer. Jason had started to tune his cousin out when a knock sounded on the office door.

      It startled Jason, and probably everyone else in the room. They exchanged glances.

      Before Drew could look outside to see who it was, the door opened.

      Lieutenant Sara McLinder walked in.

      Though she wasn’t extremely tall, her straight stance and the glare in her blue-green eyes had her dominating the room in that instant.

      She was definitely a good-looking woman. Or maybe his opinion was colored by what he knew she’d seen...and, perhaps, enjoyed.

      “Sorry,” she said. “I’m obviously interrupting something. But you all should know that General Yarrow will arrive here at Ft. Lukman around ten o’clock this morning.”

      * * *

      Sara wasn’t sorry at all about interrupting this meeting, whatever it was about. It clearly involved Alpha Force, since she recognized most of the people who sat staring at her.

      Including Sergeant Jason Connell. He was as great-looking as she recalled, of course—even with his clothes on. Seeing him in person again only stressed that she couldn’t have imagined what she’d observed...could she? Under his camos, his shoulders were broad. His face was incredibly handsome, and the small streaks of silver in his dark hair only added to the appeal of the package.

      She met his amused golden eyes only briefly, then turned back to the major.

      The family relationship was apparent between the two men. Major Connell also had gold eyes and flecks of silver running through his dark hair. He was nice-looking, too. Maybe a little older than Jason. But not nearly as handsome.

      More quietly than her earlier pronouncement, she said to him, “Major Connell, you know I’m here representing General Yarrow. He even gave me his card keys to get into this building and the lab area on his behalf. If this is an Alpha Force meeting, I should have been invited.”

      “I know your assignment, Lieutenant. You’ll be invited to all meetings necessary to what the general, and you, are here to accomplish. This was a recap of some prior exercises and I didn’t think it appropriate for you to waste your time.”

      “I’ll let the general decide what’s appropriate for me.” She kept her expression neutral, though her words weren’t.

      “I understand.” The major turned back to the group. “I think we’re through here,” he said. “Everyone is dismissed.”

      Especially me, Sara thought. But she didn’t complain. Not yet. Nor did she ask any questions.

      She had contacted the general, though, and she was really glad that he would arrive in only a couple of hours.

      She would be there waiting for him.

      For now, she scanned the group until her eyes lit again on Jason Connell, who was approaching the major.

      Did Major Connell know what Sara had seen last night? Had Jason told him what he had done?

      Surely the major knew who, or what, his own cousin was...assuming Sara hadn’t imagined it all.

      Should she simply ask the major? Maybe, but she wanted to talk to General Yarrow first.

      And preferably to Jason even before that, to gauge his position about the incident.

      Not now, though. He was engaged in a conversation with the major. Time for Sara to leave, along with the rest of the group.

      Outside the door she feigned answering her cell phone but hung up as Jason came through.

      “I’d like to talk with you, Sergeant,” she said, inserting her most formal military quality to her voice.

      “I’ll bet you would, Lieutenant.” There was humor in