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have liked, making the moment seem far too
intimate.
You sure? Once again, Sam appeared to make
a visual inspection of Ryan not that he could see
much considering the black jeans and black, long-
sleeved shirt Ryan wore.
Ryan fought his desire to mirror Sam s move
and cup the other man s jaw, to touch and soothe
the creases on his lips and brow caused by his
concerned frown. He lost. Gently, Ryan lifted a
hand and wrapped it around Sam s nape, the
warm skin beneath his fingers causing even more
heat to bloom in his body, sending blood south to
his thickening prick.
While sifting his fingers through the short dark
hair at the back of Sam s neck and massaging the
tense tendons underneath, Ryan stared deep into
the shifter s dark eyes. I m fine. They take the
health of their human subjects very seriously. I m
sorry I can t say the same for their shifter
subjects. He leaned forward, intending to kiss the
man, but caught himself just in time. With a shake
of his head, Ryan released Sam and stepped back,
pulling from the shifter s grip. We need to help
your people.
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Maybe it was because Ryan mentioned the
captured shifters, but Sam let him go, nodding
once. Turning around and starting again through
the forest, Ryan found he missed the warmth of
the big shifter s calloused palm against his cheek.
Damn it!
Clearing his mind of what ifs, Ryan picked up a
jog. The sooner they shut this facility down, the
sooner he could get the fuck out of Dodge and
away from temptation. His heart tightened in his
chest at that thought, making it difficult to breathe
for several steps.
He forced those thoughts from his head and
concentrated on the area around them. In ten
minutes, they arrived at the cliff. It took Ryan
another five to scramble down the twenty feet
without a rope. Twenty minutes after that, Ryan
crouched down behind some foliage, the shifters
around him, and peered through the brush at the
hole in the fence line.
Ryan pointed out, first one camera, then a
second. You got two options, he whispered.
What are those? Kontra asked.
We can do what I already proposed, or&
Ryan glanced at the two cameras again, just to
confirm what he thought. Yep. I could shoot the
cameras out, allowing all of you to rush in at the
same time.
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Payson grinned, his expression gleeful. Oh,
let s do option number two, he stated, already
stripping off his shirt.
I m game, Vail stated, doing the same just as
a buck-ass nude Luc joined them.
Game for what? the man said, taking his
clothes from Mutegi.
Fast and furious, Payson said, snickering.
Ryan turned to Kontra, knowing he d have the
final say. The shifter s eyes were narrowed as he
took in the structure. How quick is the guard s
response time?
Ryan thought about that a second. You ll have
at least six military trained guards hitting this end
of the building in under five minutes. He turned
to Draven. If you can get that door open within
ninety seconds, we ll have no trouble getting to
the rooms we can use as cover.
How is the door set up? Draven asked.
Your standard push-bar style at waist height,
Ryan replied, indicating with his hand about
where the bar would be.
Draven shrugged. Shouldn t be a problem.
Let s do it, Kontra replied.
Ryan heard a yip and turned to find a grinning
hyena its tongue lolling as if it were laughing
sitting next to a large brown wolf. He took a step
back, away from the animals, before catching
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himself and stopping. Trying to cover his slip,
Ryan glanced around at the others.
I gotta admit, I m a little surprised more of
you aren t shifting, he blurted his first thought
upon seeing the guns in the men s hands.
Kontra shrugged. A few of us might, in the
heat of battle, but for most of us, getting through
doors or down hallways wouldn t be easy in our
animal forms.
Caleb snorted. Or we wouldn t be much good
in animal form for a frontal attack, he pointed
out.
Ryan didn t know what kind of shifter Caleb
was, and his confusion must have been apparent,
for the shorter man chuckled. I m a chameleon. If
we d been sneaking in, my shifting would make
sense.
Ah, Ryan squeaked.
Let s get this party started, Emmett stated,
hefting his Glock.
Right, Ryan replied, refocusing. He lowered
himself to the ground and crawled through the
brush, searching for the perfect spot. It took him a
second to realize he wasn t alone. Glancing over
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