Wolf Pack Special Ops Elite Complete Series: Steamy Shifter Protector Romance by Sammie Joyce

Author:Sammie Joyce [Joyce, Sammie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Southern Heat Publishing
Published: 2021-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Nicole

If anyone had ever asked me, I would have said I liked my job. It wasn’t difficult in any real sense. I didn’t run laps or lift weights like the soldiers who worked around us. I wasn’t constantly being jetted back and forth between countries to keep up with the generals overseas. In theory, I suppose, it was true that I enjoyed my career. I didn’t exactly jump out of bed with glee, dancing and singing to head to the base every morning, but I didn’t despise the idea of crossing over the lines of the gate and flashing my pass to answer phones and schedule appointments for General Slater or one of the other generals if Slater was off on a mission. I belonged to the base, like a desk or ugly fluorescent lamp that only the army housed in any of their makeshift offices on the compound.

There were half a dozen of us who had the same job as me, but the truth was, I knew very little about my role at the base. I was on a need-to-know basis, and apparently, I didn’t really need to know anything. Technically, I wasn’t a soldier, but a secretary, and while I was privy to some information, I didn’t know as much as say the Relief Division or the other players on the compound.

And I liked it that way. I sometimes felt like if I knew too much, I would never be able to unlearn it. It was easier to go home to my apartment in downtown Savannah after a long day, pour myself a glass of wine and forget that I was, in my own way, promoting war.

I don’t know if that was a fair assessment either. I mean, I wasn’t naïve. I knew that I worked at an army base and that General Slater was in charge of highly trained shifter operatives who often participated in top-secret missions. But that was about all I was allowed to know, and honestly, I was okay with that. The reality was my imagination did enough running off even without knowing the entirety of what happened at those events. It was enough to keep me up at night, even after those glasses of wine I downed to help me sleep better. I read the newspaper articles and doom scrolled online just like anyone else in my generation. Terrible things were happening in the world, and I probably played some part in all of it.

Things had become so overwhelming that I’d almost considered making an appointment to see the army doc about a sleeping pill prescription, but I hadn’t brought myself to do that yet. There had been a couple reasons for that. One, admitting that I was overcome with the anguish of the world was not something I was prepared to do yet. And two, there was no way I could keep something like that a secret from my boss. Even if medical records were supposed to be confidential, I would have to be a special kind of oblivious to think that my superior did not see my files.

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