by Lia Davis
The team, including Private Callahan, erupted in applause.
Remembering she had one more announcement to make, Janine raised her hand and everyone calmed down again.
"As a task force specifically devised to improve human and shifter relations, I felt it only right that our command structure reflects that. I am therefore pleased to announce that going forward, Eric King will serve as my adviser in shifter related matters and right hand man, making him second in command."
Eric suppressed a smile as Adam and Blackwood came up to him, patting him on the back and congratulating him. Bentley, of course, looked least pleased of the group, but he would get over it. If Secretary Teese was to be believed, this would just be the beginning. Alpha Squad was just one unit now, but in time, that would change. Bentley would get a promotion in time, Janine would ensure it.
Janine saluted her team, a gesture which they reciprocated, and stepped away from the front of the crowd.
Oliver Teese came up to her and shook her hand. "Wonderful job, Major. I hope you don't mind if I say a few words?"
Janine forced a smile and nodded at him. "Of course not, Mr. Secretary." He could say whatever he wanted right now, as long as he did not meddle in the running of her team going forward.
As Janine joined her team and the politician started to speak, she saw from the corner of her eye that one very prominent guest had begun his departure.
General Stone, along with the commanding officer in charge of the Infantry School also situated on the base, had retreated back to their vehicle. She had not expected anything else from the man.
Janine had blatantly ignored his orders and there was nothing he could do about it. It was for the best. A man in his position was not used to having his authority questioned. No doubt he would be plotting some kind of revenge for Janine and the team, but that did not worry her. So long as the Ministry of Shifter Affairs backed Alpha Squad, he had little to no influence.
Oliver Teese's voice calling Janine's name brought her back to reality.
"…want to congratulate Major Williams on a job well done. And the rest of the squad, of course. We will do great things together."
Janine balked his last statement. He wishes we'd be doing things together.
That was when Janine felt a familiar pair of eyes on her from the other side of the little crowd.
He could be trouble, Eric's voice said.
I won't allow it, Janine responded. Plus, he doesn't have operational control anyway.
She could feel Eric smile, weird as that was. Ever since their first night together, their bond had deepened further. Janine could no longer imagine a life without him in her thoughts.
Once this little ceremony is over, perhaps we ought to get away for a bit… Eric suggested.
Janine's whole body grew a couple of degrees warmer at the thought. I'd love nothing more.
Although they'd only known each other for a month and a half—and during most of that time Janine had done her utmost to avoid Eric whenever possible—she had no doubt that their shared future was set.
She had never felt this way before; she had never been able to trust anyone else. Moving from foster home to foster home as a child had taught her to only rely on herself. But that was now over. The connection they shared ran so much deeper than any strictly human affair she had been involved in before.
Anyway, every relationship she'd had until now had been more casual than anything else. The intense demands of the army life had guaranteed that. But this, this was different, unique. They truly were one, with one common goal.
This was true love, even if so far it had felt too weird for Janine to say that out loud.
I love you too, she heard him say in her thoughts, and did her best not to blush.
Epilogue
It had been almost a week since Alpha Squad's official graduation ceremony. They were a proper task force now, no matter how much General Stone hated it.
Despite that, they were still lingering around on this base where they had spent the last month and a half, waiting for further orders. It was fine and well that all the recruits had made it through Boot Camp, but without being deployed anywhere, Alpha Squad might as well have failed just like Stone wanted. Plus, it would only be a matter of time before he would try to make their life here miserable. He had no influence over the squad directly, but the entire base itself fell under his command, and as such, he controlled their infrastructure.
Janine sat at her desk, shuffling around paperwork. The grade sheets and training schedules were ripe to be filed away until a later date when someone new would join their ranks. But she was only half thinking about the future of the task force. There was another, more pressing matter on her mind.
Eric.
She had always vowed to keep her professional life and personal life separate. Fate had intervened and forced her to reconsider.
But this was not the military anymore, this was Alpha Squad. That meant it was a new job, with new expectations and new rules.
And after everything they'd gone through together, she knew that she could not have done it on her own.
Eric was her right hand man now, a position which extended into her personal life as well.
Of course, that was no reason to rub it in people's faces either. Bentley had wanted a more prominent role in the Squad, so any hint of impropriety in Janine's choice would get him even more riled up.
No, they could not openly celebrate their love; at least, not yet. But that did not make what they had any less special to Janine. This was the first time she had ever felt so deeply for someone else, after all.
The phone rang—a sound that had previously only ever meant more complications—but on this bright young morning, Janine did not mind.
"Yes?"
"Major Williams, I have Oliver Teese on the line," Callahan said.
Rather than dread the upcoming conversation, Janine was simply curious. Did he have some good news for once?
"Put him through… Yes, Mr. Teese. What can I do for you?"
"Major. I hope your men are ready?"
Janine's heartbeat surged at Secretary Teese's question. Ready for what?
"They are indeed, Sir," she said.
"Wonderful. We have a developing situation in Sevenoaks, Kent. One that might benefit from your team's special skills and expertise."
Janine pulled her notepad closer to herself and picked up a pen.
"No problem. We will be there."
"That's good to hear. My associate will stay on the line with all the details. A good day to you, Major."
"Good day, Sir."
Janine was still scribbling down instructions when the door opened and Eric appeared in her office.
Good news? he asked.
She smiled briefly. We have an assignment.
He approached her desk, leaned across it, and cupped her face in his right hand. Great. When do we leave?
Janine checked the clock on the far wall of her office. Sevenoaks would be a good four to five hours away by road, depending on traffic conditions.
"How quickly do you think the rest of the team could get geared up?" Janine asked.
A little glint appeared in Eric's eyes. In about as much time as it would take for you and me to spend a bit of quality alone time together.
Janine did not directly respond to him. Instead, she picked up the phone on her desk.
"Private. Get the men ready to move in an hour. We have an assignment." She hung up as soon as Callahan acknowledged her orders. Then she diverted her attention back to Eric.
Well, what are we waiting for then?
- THE END -
The Alpha Squad series continues in book 2, Alpha Squad: Friends & Foes.
Want to know what happened before Alpha Squad? Check out the Scottish Werebears series.
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Lorelei Moone is an author of paranormal romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet and caffeinated, when she's not writing about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.
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A Secret Rose
Debra Jess
Chapter 1
Twenty years ago.
Eight-year-old Daniella Rose reached out and placed her hand on the large mirror over her dresser drawer. "I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight."
Nothing happened. Dani hadn't vanished through the looking glass as Alice had done when she wished to visit Wonderland. No matter how hard she wished, she was still stuck in a dreary, dreadful world. Maybe tomorrow the words would work. The words must have worked for somebody or why would people say them?
Except she'd recited those same words every evening before dinner all winter. Dinner was the time of day when her parents aired their grievances about her — why did you get an A minus on that test, why didn't you braid your hair instead of letting it just hang there, why can't you sit still for more than two minutes — but it would be even worse now that Grandma Carmelita had moved in.
Grandma Carmelita had some very strange notions about girls. "Old fashioned," Dani had overheard one servant whisper to another.
Through the vents in the floor, she could hear her father arguing with Grandma Carmelita in the dining room. Something about hospitals, something about Robby. Robby was in the hospital again. Daniella would be going to the hospital tomorrow, too. Robby needed her liver or a piece of it, at least. Her father called it a transplant. Her Grandmother called it butchery.
"Doctors. Hospitals. You start putting the girl's body parts into the boy, and he will not be the same child. I tell you, this is madness. I have seen it for myself. Luca Fontane brought his child in for the same exact surgery. He came out a completely different child. Do you want your son to become like her? A vain, wicked creature? Always staring into mirrors, admiring herself? If only she were a boy."
Dani clenched her fists to keep from flying down the stairs and yelling at the old woman. It figured that her grandmother would think she was admiring herself. Heaven forbid she should compliment the granddaughter who'd done nothing but try to please her. She even wore the ugly, out-of-fashion dresses that her grandmother insisted she wear for dinner, for school, for church, for everywhere.
Dani squelched the tears before they flooded her eyes. Anger was better. Anger gave her power, even if it got her grounded more often than not. The fire in her belly raged hotter than it ever had before. Dani grabbed the flame and pulled it into her heart, keeping it there until it took hold. The fire burned until it hurt.
So, her Grandmother thought her vain and wicked? Fine. Vain and wicked the old woman would get.
Dani sat on the bed, her new plan more of a comfort than the bed itself. She could hear the crumple of paper under the mattresses where she'd shoved her most recent failure so she wouldn't have to see it. Stupid English teacher gave her an A minus. The Rose family didn't tolerate A minuses. Robby never got an A minus, but only because everyone felt sorry for him because he was so sick. He also got extra tutoring because he couldn't go to school. He got extra time to finish his assignments. It wasn't fair!
With a vicious tug, Dani yanked off one of the ugly patent-leather shoes her grandmother made her wear and tossed it at the useless mirror on her dresser. The shoe hit the mirror and knocked it off the wardrobe with a loud crash. Very good, the voice whispered in her ear. Vain and wicked girls throw things. Vain and wicked girls are powerful. But, what would a boy do?
Dani knew exactly what a boy would do. He would hit whoever was closest. Robby always hit her when no one was around to see. Dani tried to hit back once, but Robby ratted her out and she got her father's belt to her backside. How dare she hit her poor, sick brother?
The memory of leather on skin clenched her fist. Even to her eyes her hand looked small and useless. And, hitting the wall wouldn't hurt anyone but herself.
If only she could become a boy. Wouldn't that make her grandmother sorry? Vain, wicked, and a boy. Healthy, too. Her parents would hate her even more and it would be so delicious. Dani stripped off her dress.
"I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight."
The gentle click in her brain took her by surprise. Fascinated, Dani watched as her skin stretched to accommodate her desire. It didn't hurt, but the odd sensation of spaghetti swirling in her stomach reminded her of the dinner she wasn't allowed to eat because of the A minus. It took less than a minute, but when when her skin stopped stretching, the swirling sensation also stopped, and Dani smiled.
Maybe there was something to the prayers her grandmother insisted she recite. God had made her a boy.
Joy washed through her. For a moment, she forgot about the vain, wicked child she'd sworn she'd become and raced to get redressed, this time in her jumper, which was big enough to cover her now-larger body. Finally, her parents would be satisfied with her. Maybe her grandmother would be happy to spend time with her.
As her hand touched the door knob, her eyes stopped on her fourth-grade class picture tacked up on her wall. Nikolaos Blackwood stood behind her. She'd cut everyone else out of the picture except herself and Nik. His hand rested on her shoulder, and Dani remembered the joy of knowing he was right behind her, his eyes the color of Mystic Bay, his smile as bright as the sun reflecting water. Everyone liked Nik, the boy who could disappear into the walls and travel underground without even trying. Everyone called him "Ghost" because his voice sounded like a ghost when he talked from the walls. He was an Alt and all the girls loved him, including Dani.
Dani looked down at her body again. Would Nik like her if she were a boy? She knew some boys liked other boys the way that girls liked boys, but she didn't think Nik did. He was a year older because she had skipped a grade. He knew more about boys liking girls than she did.
The lump in her throat choked her. What did she want more? Her grandmother's approval? Her family's love? Or Nik?
She looked at the picture as more shouting rose from the vent. Reality sucked her hopes for a peaceful family down into the dusty vent. All her parents wanted from her were her body parts to give to Robby. Nik might love her if she tried hard enough, though. If she stayed a girl.
Dani turned away from the door and took off her jumper, hanging it back in the closet so she wouldn't get into trouble again. With the jumper no longer restricting her movements, Dani prayed again. "Please make me a girl."
The changed happened even faster this time. Dani put on her pajamas, the vain, wicked girl subdued for the moment. The argument downstairs still raged. Dani crawled into bed. She closed her eyes and imagined Nik. Would he think that not telling anyone about the boy side of her was lying? Nik never lied.
Nik doesn't have to lie, the vain, wicked girl whispered. His parents love him. He can disappear. He can travel fast. You're just Robby's little sister. Becoming a boy won't change that.
For Nik, she'd remain a girl.
Chapter 2
Three days after the events in Blood Surfer.
Nik waited until he'd cleared company security before side-stepping into the nearest wall of Generation Med. His errand wasn't a happy one, but the thought of seeing Daniella Rose again sparked a smile. He'd lost track of her after high school, but it hadn't taken a lot of investigating to find her. Luckily for him, Dani had only moved back from Star Haven to Thunder City this week. As an Alt, and a rather prominent one, he wasn't allowed to cross Mystic Bay to Star Haven. Or rather, he could, but he risked arrest and imprisonment. The quarry raid three days ago had left Star Haven leaderless and confused. A few brave souls had stepped forward to act in the capacity of an interim government, but their focus was on public protection and the enforcement of the law — and that included the hated Alt ban. Nik would have risked crossing the Bay for Dani
, though. The message he had to deliver needed to be done in person. A letter just wouldn't be proper.
Proper? Who are you kidding? You're curious. You didn't do right by her back in high school. You should have done more to stop the other kids from bullying her, but you didn't. You were too busy with your own circle of friends. You were no hero to Daniella Rose. You want to see if she's managed to shed her bad-girl reputation on her own.
Nik grimaced at the thought as he slipped along the walls to the second floor, end of the hallway, first door on the left. Sure he was curious. If you had asked anyone at Kensington Academy where Daniella would have wound up ten years after graduation, most would have said she'd be in the city jail. They had, in fact, been right. Thankfully, she hadn't stayed in jail for long.
He unphased through the doors and paused, taking in the layout of the lab. Fresh paint mixed with damp cardboard puckered his nose, and the hum of electricity in the fluorescent lighting interrupted the silence. The light tap-tap of fingers on a keyboard echoed from behind a stack of half-unpacked equipment. More boxes lay in neat rows along work tables.
Nik phased into the boxes so as not to alert whoever sat behind them. From there he sank into the floor, under a single desk chair, and up the back wall.
From his vantage point in the wall he could see Dani sitting at the single computer console, her long, painted nails typing without hesitation, her lower lip tucked adorably into her mouth, and her pencil skirt revealing legs that would make a man tumble to the floor and beg for mercy. Thank God, he couldn't fall anywhere while phased. He also couldn't unphase until he got himself back under control. What the hell had happened? Despite her reputation, or maybe because of it, Dani's magnetic sexiness had left a trail of adolescent broken hearts behind her at Kensington, but Nik's hadn't been one of them.
