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Two men dressed in suits stood at the entrance “FBI, here to talk to Dr Rachel Becker”

Lev’s helicopter landed at LIA headquarters As soon as he stepped down, Jesper, the archivist and assistant to Rylee, met him on the helipad

“Sir, Rylee wishes to see you immediately”

Lev glanced at his watch “It’s 3 am”

“We are in a crisis situation, sir”

“Very well” Lev followed Jesper into the ranch house and then into the elevator to their underground headquarters Was it because of New Orleans? He cleaned the mess No olf evidence He shouldn’t have meddled into human affairs without her per There would have been heavy casualties Including Rachel He’d do it over again if itlives

This would be a good time to tell her he didn’t wish to be part of Teas-for-hire Yet, guilt needled him Rylee was as close to family as he’d ever known Years before his father took a mate, he and Rylee had a passionate affair She had worked for her father at the LIA, while Arkady Volkov had worked for both the LIA Eastern Block division and the KGB After Rylee refused to return to his pack’s hoh broken hearted, took another mate Of course, he’d loved Lev’s mother, but if Rylee accepted hi here After the Chernobyl nuclear disaster, he had been the only pup to survive the radioactive fallout Arkady buried his mate, his other children, and the rest of his pack After his father’s murder, Rylee found Lev, and, on occasion, he’d provided intel for her It had never been his intention to join her pack or any pack He preferred being a lone wolf

Lev and Jesper walked passed weres working on computer consoles Nor of great i, and by the looks of it, not about his venture to spend ti of epic consequences

Jesper opened the door and lowered his head “Lev, ma’am”

Lev stepped into Rylee’s state of the art technology office “Ma’am”

She sniffed three tis and he did the same Rylee turned to Jesper “Have the report ready for to”

“Yes, ma’am” He left

She turned to Lev “Have a seat”

Lev sank down on the large comfortable leather chair

Rylee walked to the bar “Vodka?”