Hell Hounds

              Yolanda was up to her ears in weapons prep while she cursed herself for letting Ian getaway. He’d have been an excellent help here. She handed packets or ready collections of weapons for the enforcers. One of her assistants would finish handing out the rest.

                She sent the revised list of things that they needed to Jeff, and she was on to the next thing.

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                Gregory got messages from all over. So his leading was as a mediator between the actual people that ran the thing. After a series of meetings, he sat there going through various messages and reports. Passing on information, deciding on other information. Setting other things into action. All the while, others researched around him.

               He’d a coffee machine added to the corner of the office and it was getting well used.

                The men made headway on how to track down the renegade Fae. They’re identifying what they summoned. The cave collapse was a good thing. That closed the gateway by damaging the markings that gave it form and control. Or so Dean insisted.

                The day went on and Gregory felt it was now getting repetitive oddly. He’d received word that three dragon representatives would fly in this evening. More mages and Fianna would be here this afternoon. He’d need to track down his mother to find out whether there would be others.

                He’d written to one of his contacts within the RCMP echelon and put in his suggestions about the changes that needed to happen. A quick phone call added what he could put in writing.

                Every time he’d a moment to think, Gregory found himself overwhelmed by the sheer size of another mission like that. The thought that this was just the beginning and there’d be more missions like this flitted through his mind, but his dread wouldn’t let him think about that possibility.

machine in his

in the lobby where you can visit it whenever you want. The one we used last time gave up the ghost and I can’t get another one later.” Gregory wanted

her no? It’s

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sunroom office of Edith. Today

               “Don’t worry, we only charged it and left it for you. Nothing worse than working on a strange computer. The USB key beside it has a few noes to help you out. If you get into a bind as you’re writing your report, just ask and we’ll figure out something together.” Edith left the table with his laptop

      So, that’s what he did. He discovered the woman was thorough. There appeared to be reasonable explanations for every question. If he didn’t know it was full of lies, he’d believe it. He found

submitted. Time to get upstairs. Face the music of what living in a pack meant for him. That’s when it hit him. He was the only human. His best friends weren’t fully human. They're related to the enemy. An enemy they only knew through legends and lore. He believed

      He got upstairs to the conference room. Ian found he was the last person to enter the conference room. It was

“Oh, well, you made it. Everyone the is Ian Bennet. The first asshole comment

          “Okay, I’m not the only one that gets the attitude. Here I thought I was special.” Ian didn’t think twice about mentioning her attitude. Though it got a few half-hearted comments from the group. “Nice to see you again, dear. Hey everyone. Sorry, about being late. I have to make it look like I’m working in the human world.” He found a seat and caught a folder thrown at his head. He was glad for the days of tossing a

here. Now back to the folders. It’s standard fare. Your orders and team selection are in there. Everyone in the dream realm is always to stay in contact. No one wanders about by themselves. Remember, these guys have the upper hand because they created this space. But it’s been our hunting grounds for generations. They may not know that we still use that realm. For those that in our realm. We’ve got three new members. They’re Ian, Hal, and Jaxon. The twins will need to be watched. Not because we don’t trust them. But because they are part Fae. What type of Fae? What their strengths and weaknesses? That’s what we need to discover? Ian is a human mate who’s still in transition. So fair warning. Those in his group, I am trusting you with his survival if he encountered any ill effects or complications. All three have military and police training. Deal with it. And not whining. We’re wolf shifters now, coyotes. You have twenty minutes to consult your packages and form your groups. If you have picked up your weapons kits, then make it a stop before you go. This isn’t a drill, and I don’t want you flat-footed. Okay, I’m done. See you on the other side.

             Ian then returned to looking at the room full of wolf shifter Enforcers. Many were looking at him.

treatment. You’ll need to prove to us you aren’t an idiot. So don’t be a hero. You need a full explanation of your weapons kit on how to use everything and when to use it.