grin.
But her eyes remained grim.
“ Everything is perfect.”
CHAPTER
THREE
The Paranormal Affairs Council (PAC) had an Alpha, not a
chairman. And the newly elected PAC Alpha for the current term was
Lucas Rieve, a werewolf. The previous Alpha, Helen Satchi, was a
weretiger. Helen stayed on the Council as an honorary member in an
advisory role. She did not have voting rights on the Council. Her
role was to offer advice, constructive advice, and assistance, as and
when requested by the Alpha and the Council.
On a number of occasions, Lucas had had to remind her
that she was no longer the PAC Alpha. And she usually didn't take
too well to the reminders, however diplomatically and politely they
were couched and delivered. This was one of those occasions.
Helen's claws were out.
Literally.
“ I tell you, you're employing too many humans!
During my time, we kept PAC business strictly to ourselves. Humans
should have no place on the Council.” Helen shot a look at
Jett Riley. “We're becoming too lax, and weak.”
Lucas glanced at Jett, who had his arms folded over his
muscular chest and was leaning back in his chair nonchalantly. Jett
was the only human on the Council. The other seven seats on the
Council were taken by a Master vampire, a demon prince, a witch, a
warlock and three weres—a bear, a panther and a dragon. But
Jett Riley was no lightweight. Besides being a PAC member, he was
also the Chief Trainer and Head of the Enforcement Unit.
Ever the gentleman, Jett tipped his head and flashed
Helen a megawatt smile as she glared at him. Lucas had headhunted
Jett and got him to join the PAC a year ago when he took over as
Alpha. The human was the best of the best when it came to
enforcement and security work. He had risen through the ranks of the
New Moon City Police Department (NMPD), and subsequently ran a
successful security and investigation firm. Jett's security firm had
helped the police crack a number of high profile cases, and had
worked closely with the PAC Enforcers in staking out—and
staking, rogue paranormals. Lucas had been Head of the Enforcers
before he became Alpha. When Helen was Alpha, she had never taken
much interest in the Enforcement division, leaving it to Lucas to run
it.
More than sixty percent of the population in New Moon
City was human, so paranormals were still the minority in the City.
While Helen knew the rogues had to be contained and the general
population—both human and paranormal, protected, she had been
more interested in the bottom line. She focused more on expanding
PAC influence and businesses. She wanted New Moon City to have more
paranormal owned and run commercial enterprises and she had focused
her efforts on getting funding and grants for paranormal
entrepreneurs. Among the paranormals, she was pretty popular as
Alpha.
But her term was up.
And the Head of the PAC Enforcers had been elected.
With his appointment, Lucas promptly put the enforcement
of PAC law and order as the top priority. The training budget of
Enforcers was increased, and their old, antiquated equipment and
weapons were replaced. Lucas had been fighting for better pay,
better conditions, better weapons, and a bigger training and
recruitment budget for his Enforcement Unit for the longest time.
Now that he was Alpha, he would make sure that every Enforcer was
well trained, well tested and well armed. He had seen too many
Enforcers get killed in the line of duty. Their deaths could have
been prevented, if they had been armed with the proper weapons for
hunting rogues. With their measly budget, Lucas, together with some
of his Enforcers, had had to invent and forge some of their weapons
themselves. Those were good men and women, human and paranormal.
Lucas swung his eyes over to Helen, who was gouging into
the wood of the long conference table with her claws. This designer
table had cost the Council a bomb. He had vetoed it, but Helen had
used her casting vote as Alpha to approve its purchase.