Forever With The Wolf: An Erotic Shapeshifter Romance (Werewolf's Harem Series Book 5) Read Free Page B

sultry Costa Rican night.
    “Garrett,” Elijah started in.
    Garrett reached out and flipped on the radio, turning the volume way up, letting Spanish pop music blare through the car. Elijah shut up with a shrug, leaving him to his thoughts.
    If only a measure of peace came with the solitude…
     
     
     
     

Chapter Two
     
     
     
     
    When her cell phone rang at midnight, breaking the silence in her yet-unfurnished new apartment, Kiley nearly jumped out of her skin. A contact, no doubt, somewhere in the world. She sat up with a sigh, moving to the edge of the bed and grabbing her phone. She looked down at the screen, blinking in confusion.
    Elijah , the screen announced.
    What in the hell would Elijah be calling her for? God, what if—
    She refused to let herself continue the thought, putting the phone to her ear.
    “Hello?” she asked, hesitant.
    “Kiley,” Elijah said, his thick Scottish accent a warm bit of familiarity, chasing away a bit of the chill in her bones.
    “Elijah. I thought— I left you messages. Dozens of them,” she said.
    “I know. It felt it wasn’t right to answer them,” he replied. Not the most helpful thing, but then again at least he didn’t sound angry.
    “I didn’t take Brad as a mate,” Kiley blurted out, unable to restrain herself.
    “I know,” Elijah sighed.
    “You know?”
    “I keep tabs on you, lass. I figured you’d come around sooner or later.”
    “Why didn’t you ever call me back?” she asked, growing frustrated.
    “It’s not my place to tell you anything about Garrett, lass. You burned that bridge when you left with Brad, I should think.”
    “I didn’t— never mind. Why are you calling me?”
    “Garrett needs a contact, but he’s too stubborn to call you.”
    Kiley’s jaw dropped for a moment. She’d forgotten just how blunt Elijah could be. She took a moment to find the right words, to explain how her life had changed, but she came up short.
    “I’m not sure if I can help. I left the intelligence world six months ago,” she said.
    “You’ve still got lots of contacts, I’m sure.”
    Kiley sighed, shaking her head though she was the only one around to see the gesture.
    “I don’t work for you anymore, Elijah. You and Garrett decided not to renew my contract, remember?”
    “We didn’t renew Brad’s contract, and you made yourself part and parcel. Again, this isn’t about the past.”
    “Then what is it about, other than you calling and asking for favors out of the blue? You need some hermit Russian to help facilitate an arms deal or something?”
    “No Russians this time. This time we’re dealing with females.”
    “Females. You’re calling me for dating advice, Elijah?”
    He snorted.
    “There’s a group that’s been abducting and selling females of our species. We’ve been trying to shut them down. We traced everything we can electronically, froze a lot of assets, even put a few away. But we haven’t been able to locate the top three members, the ones that give the orders. Without taking them out, we might as well just give up.”
    Kiley blew out a breath, trying to take in his words. It really did sound like they needed help, and it was just the kind of cause she loved to champion, but it sounded dangerous.
    “I’m guessing if you can’t get to them easily, these top guys aren’t exactly small fish,” she said.
    “Two of them are supposedly high-level foreign diplomats, and at least one of them is highly connected in the CIA. We keep getting information, but none of it adds up. We need someone to give us names, tell us who is moving money around, who might be offering females to friends or colleagues. Or rather, we need someone’s nanny or housekeeper or chauffeur to tell us what they’ve overheard. I know you specialize in recruiting assets from domestic staff.”
    “Yeah, because I grew up around them. My mother was a cook in a big manor house,” Kiley said. She heard the defensiveness in her tone, but she couldn’t