Esher: Winter Valley Wolves #7 Read Online Free PDF Page A

“Wonderful! I knew you’d be on board with the plan to test the werewolf blood.”
    She walks over to me, and I stare at her as I process her reaction. Although, I’m not sure why I’m surprised. I’d bet if she had children it would have been so she could use them as lab rats. I say, “No. I’m not—”
    “I have a few ideas how we can capture one.”
    Wait. Capture one? Fear knots in my stomach, and I ask, “How?”
    “Oh, this is brilliant. I have a couple friends that used to work in Special Forces for the FBI. I took the liberty of calling them while you were gone. They’ll be here next week.”
    “So they’re going to capture a wolf for us? Can they do that?” I’m pretty sure Dr. Sand is working off government radar.
    A strand of hair has fallen out of her bun, and she pushes it out of the way as she says, “We can do anything we want as long as we’re discreet. It’s amazing what money can buy.”
    The implications of her words hit me. She’s acting outside of the law on this. I ask, “Private backer?”
    She nods. “There’s so much I want to test, and you’re the perfect subject. You know how difficult it is to clear a human and—” She shakes her head. “Well, you know what I’m talking about.”
    Right. The ethics of testing dangerous theories on humans, like ones that can kill. Let alone getting the person’s permission. I suppress the urge to huff in anger and say, “Yes. I do.” My plan to quit today just flew out the window. I’ve got to stop Dr. Sand from capturing Silver Lake wolves, and I think I need to stick around to do that. “So tell me more about how you’re going to get the wolves.”
    “Don’t you worry about that part.” Her hand is icy cold on my arm when she touches me. “You look exhausted. I’m sure today has been tough on you. Perhaps you should go home and rest.”
    She gives me the out I was looking for, but rest is the last thing on my mind. I need to tell Esher what Dr. Gina Sand is up to. I say, “That’s a good idea. I am tired.” I never got the chance to put my purse away, and the leather strap is smooth in my hand when I lift it to my shoulder. “Thank you.”
    “Don’t mention it.” Her mask of concern is thin when she says, “I’m so sorry, Andi. We’re going to fix this. You’ll see.”
    You bet we are. But you’re not going to like my solution. I offer her a false sentiment of my own. “If anyone can do it, it’s you. Thanks.” I turn on my heel and stroll out of the lab as if I’m confident my problems are solved. But more than bad blood is racing through my veins as I make my way down the hallway of the science building. Fury is searing its way along my vessels too. Dr. Gina Sand is messing with the wrong woman, because I’m taking her down, once and for all.

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    S nowflake paces my apartment along with me. It’s amazing what a good adrenaline spike can do for your energy level. I can’t stop moving as I work out my rage over the latest development in Dr. Sand’s idea of genetic research. If Esher didn’t have such an important job I’d call him, but he’s dealing with sick children and doesn’t need me to yank him away. I called my friend and ex-lab assistant Mia instead.
    I scoop up my cat and nuzzle into her neck. I need the comfort her purring gives me as it vibrates against my chest. When the doorbell rings, I shut Snowflake in the bathroom so she won’t attack another werewolf, and I open up to Mia. My friend rocks the sexy schoolgirl look with a style all her own, because in addition to the leggings and pleated skirt, she has a brain to go with them. The moment the door snicks shut behind her she asks, “Are you in trouble?”
    “We all are. Come sit.”
    Mia became a werewolf when she discovered Ekton was her true mate, and once we settle in on the couch I study her appearance. She hasn’t changed much except that she’s not wearing her glasses, and I guess vision is something becoming a werewolf can