Angel's Touch [PUP Squad Alpha 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Page B

protocols, the PUP squads worked mostly undercover and therefore used a less formal structure than the human military.
    “Only about a decade or so,” he said with a wide grin. “Relax, Devlin. Try to enjoy the par—”
    Benjamin’s words cut off as he reached for his weapon. Devlin did the same, turning and dropping low to the ground, minimizing his exposure and maximizing his aim.
    The swirling vortex was like nothing he’d ever seen before. It didn’t belong to a witch, warlock, or dragon, but no other form of transport that he knew about looked like this thing.
    The pretty blonde that appeared a moment later had him wondering if he’d lost his mind.
    “Lillian?” he asked as the woman glanced around the tense group of people. Devlin was vaguely aware of the tearing of fabric as people urgently changed into werewolves and surrounded the intruder. She looked at Devlin blankly, apparently more concerned with her own mission than the wolves that seemed ready to attack or the man she should probably have recognized. It had been more than four years, but surely the woman would notice a man she’d been involved with for several months.
    The woman spun in a circle, seeming to search the crowd of wolves still in human form before muttering a curse and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
    One of the larger wolves morphed back into human form and gave Devlin and Benjamin a hard stare.
    “Would somebody like to explain to me what sort of creature can step into the middle of a pack of wolves and not even notice?”
    “I’m sorry, Xavier,” Benjamin said, addressing the pack alpha with the deference the werewolf deserved, “but I’m not even sure what type of travel she used to get here. I’ve never seen a jump vortex or bounce tunnel like it.”
    “Me neither,” Devlin said, still trying to process what he’d just seen. “But she looked a lot like a human woman I once knew.”
    “You said Lillian,” one of the other wolves, now in human form, said with a curious smile. “Old flame of yours, Dev?” Daegan and Isaac both stepped closer to shake his hand. Despite the tension, Devlin smiled at the two men he’d known in college. Being the only three paranormals on campus and surrounded by hundreds of clueless humans had been way harder to cope with than Devlin had anticipated. Just knowing Daegan and Isaac shared his paranormal secret had made the longest years of his life almost bearable.
    Of course the twin werewolves had studied computers and then come back to the pack and literally made millions of dollars, while Devlin had gone on to join the Navy SEAL teams and risked his life for low pay instead. He was about to explain why he’d said what he said when the vortex appeared once more.
    If the woman who appeared wasn’t Lillian, then she was a damn good copy.
    “Damn,” the woman said as tears filled her eyes. She scanned the crowd once more, apparently unfazed by the dozens of naked people dropping onto all fours and turning back into wolf form.
    “Lillian,” Devlin called loudly, hoping to catch the woman’s attention before she could disappear again. She turned sharply, her eyes widening when she saw him. That, unfortunately, was also the moment she noticed the wolves that circled her.
    “Devlin?” she asked without taking her eyes off the wolf in front of her. “Where am I?”
    It seemed a rather strange question, considering the woman seemed to be in control of whatever type of transport she was using.
    “You’re in the middle of a werewolf party,” he said. Daegan quirked an eyebrow at him, but the wolf in front of Lillian turned back into a man and stood in front of her. She seemed more embarrassed that Xavier was completely naked than surprised by his shift between forms.
    “You’re in the middle of my pack, lady. It would be a good idea to explain yourself.”
    “Explain what?” she asked with a wry grin. “How I appeared out of thin air? How I ended up apparently at the wrong