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wagged of its own volition…
    No. Fucking. Way .
    The snout of the animal peeked up over the high seat back, then two paws smacked the leather, and the head rose. A thick tongue lolled out one side, and Vadik could have sworn the thing grinned at him.
    Niko’s grin.
    No. Shitting. Way .
    Nausea crept into his throat and he gasped. He hadn’t been breathing. Not that anyone should blame him. If he didn’t know precisely everything he’d put in his body over the past twenty-four hours, he might assume he’d been drugged. Vadik had too many friends who’d been drugged or poisoned, and he never ate anything he hadn’t washed, prepared, or seen prepared. Or that hadn’t come in tamper-proof packaging.
    Nope. He was stone damn sober. And there was a wolf leering at him, while he stood over the corpse of a Chechen billionaire’s dead sex slave.
    What a fucking Saturday.
    The wolf’s face disappeared and Vadik heard a strange whoosh noise. Then a few rustles of fabric slipping, and Niko’s head and shoulders reappeared over the chair back. A zip confirmed that he was no longer naked.
    Everyone stared at Vadik, but he couldn’t focus on anyone.
    “Why so silent?” Niko grinned. “Most people flip out.”
    “Most people?” Andrea snapped, turning around. “I swear to the gods, y’all have no boundaries about showing your wolf to humans. I’ve seen more shifting in front of people on this mission than—”
    “Just wait.” Vadik swallowed. “What do you mean, your wolf? All this…you’re going to need to explain this.”
    Maggie grabbed his arm and dragged him into a chair. “Most people need to sit down after seeing what you just saw.”
    He shook her hand off and stared up at Andrea, who seemed almost as uncomfortable as he was. Squirming, tapping toe, licking lips. Everything but sweating.
    “We don’t usually show our wolf to humans,” she said. “And I get that you need to know, because of what you’re going to see on the island, but this is a big risk for us.”
    “Big risk ?” Vadik scoffed and glanced at the black window. Out in that night, somewhere, there were others of this kind. What were they called… werewolves ? “Lycans are a myth. Something Carpathian mothers tell their naughty children to keep them inside on a full moon.”
    “I promise. It’s not a myth.” Luther slid in to the seat facing him and set his jaw in a hard line. He looked up at Maggie.
    “We can shift again, if you don’t believe us.” Maggie gestured around the cabin. “All of us can.”
    Vadik swallowed at the lump in his throat and glared at his friend. “Luther? You’re one, too?”
    “I wasn’t when we last met.”
    Maggie slid her hand onto Luther’s shoulder. “I had to change him on our last mission.”
    “I would have died, otherwise.”
    Niko emerged into the aisle, fully clothed, and stood beside Andrea. “We had to tell you, because Ilya knows, and you’re going to be Ilya.”
    Vadik forced himself to breathe. This was more complex than he’d been led to believe, and he hated complex missions. They were usually the ones that went pear-shaped. “So, if I’m Ilya, who’s going to be Sasha?” He gestured down at the dead woman. “I’m assuming they’ll expect me to land in Mexico and have a consort. And if this man is anything like what I’ve been led to believe, they’ll know precisely what Sasha looks like and who she is.”
    The group all exchanged looks, which eventually landed on Andrea, and Vadik felt something crawling up his insides and latching on to his throat. It couldn’t be her. He knew enough about himself to know he was attracted to the leggy Texan. It wasn’t a good idea to send sexual tension out into the field. It had a tendency to get people killed.
    “It’ll have to be you, Andi,” Niko said.
    “No.” Vadik stood and dropped his voice, trying to hit forceful . “She can not go.”
    Andrea raised one eyebrow. “And why not?” She pointed around the circle,