SEAL Wolf In Too Deep by Terry Spear Page B

to come off so they could pull off one sleeve, then the next. They were both wearing long-sleeved rash guards, and she looked sexy as hell in hers. It was a royal blue and fit all her curves. Which she had in abundance.
    Allan tried damn hard not to look when she was stripping out of her clothes. He didn’t want her to feel like he was ogling her, although he was having a hard time not doing that. If she were a wolf, it would be different. They were used to stripping out of their clothes in front of each other, for the most part, unless it was a single wolf without a pack. And if he had wanted to show interest in her, he could. Just like a she-wolf could with him. But with Debbie being human and him being wolf, he really had to curb the natural wolfish inclination. It wouldn’t be considered politically correct among humans.
    He peeled out of the top half of his wet suit and then his rash guard. He grabbed a towel out of the hatchback and rubbed his chest, back, and arms vigorously before he noticed Debbie watching him. He smiled a little.
    He tugged on a flannel shirt and then his wool sweater. “We’ll have to turn the weapon in at the station and see if they can get a ballistic match with any other crimes in the area. And see if this guy had a registered handgun.”
    â€œAgreed.” Debbie shivered. “I really like diving in warm weather better.” She pulled a blue changing robe over her head. It was a long-sleeved toga affair that allowed her to slip out of her rash guard without the fear of losing a towel.
    The idea she was naked underneath the changing robe sure had his attention, again.
    â€œYeah, warm weather definitely has its advantages.” He tucked his towel around his waist and began removing the bottom half of his wet suit.
    Now that seemed to have her attention.
    His phone jingled that he had received a text, but he had to get changed first. When he and Debbie were in the car with the heat on full, he pulled out his cell. The message was from Paul.
    Allan said to Debbie, “Paul sent a text about the autopsy report. He said, ‘Got news on the Van Lake murder investigation. The vic didn’t have any water in his lungs. He died from a blow to the head before the car entered the water. No ID on him yet. The vehicle was stolen from a man in Helena, Montana.’”
    â€œHe died before he was submerged in the lake,” Debbie said. “We assumed that he had been murdered, but that just confirms it. But the part about driving a stolen vehicle? Any leads on that? If he were a regular criminal, he’d be in the database. Well, if he’d been caught before.”
    â€œNo. Apparently, if he was in a local database, they haven’t found him yet.”
    â€œDo you want me to drive so you can call Paul?”
    â€œYeah. Sounds good to me.”
    They switched places and then Allan made the call. “We found a 9 mm. We can’t be sure it belonged to the vic, but it might give us some clues.”
    â€œThat’s good to hear. We’ve got some bad news. Two more wolves were trapped and shot with silver rounds. Except they were just plain wolves.”
    â€œSo then the guy is randomly killing wolves, hoping he’ll get—” Allan paused. This was what he hated about having pack conversations around humans.
    â€œA lupus garou , yeah. I believe he must have known the woman was one and he tracked her here. And the wolves were near the location, probably drawn by the blood. So he shoots them, thinking they’re werewolves too.”
    â€œRight. Which means he’s still in the area and still a real threat to our…a wolf pack. I’m surprised he didn’t shoot any of us when we were investigating the scene.”
    â€œYou were in your human form. He might not be willing to shoot humans until he knows for certain. At least, that’s my guess. And you’re on contract work with the sheriff’s department. Just