any and all supernaturals by living out in the country on the outskirts of the small town, River Bend, which was barely a blip on the map of North Carolina. If her mother ever found out what had happened today, she’d flip her freakin’ wig and never let her out of the house again. Her missing Uncle Owen’s voice rang through her mind. “ To stay hidden is to stay safe Jenna. To stay alive.” Today had been way to close of a call. “O’Conner, you ready?” Jenna’s head snapped up at Capt. Nelson’s voice. “Yes sir, let’s roll.” With a nod of his head, he strolled away and climbed in his SUV. As they rolled through the tree lined streets of Wilmington, Jenna watched her surroundings with excitement. She’d spent way too long trying to get out of the small town she’d been sequestered in. Now that she was finally out she wasn’t about to let some flea brained mutt or kitty scare her out of it. Taking a long whiff of the aroma of azaleas filling air, Jenna pulled in and parked next to his SUV at a bar named Beat Street. A rookie could have figured out that with a name like that, this was a bar that catered towards the boys in blue. Sliding off her bike, she watched as Nelson unlocked and opened his rear door. “Throw your bag back here since I’m guessing your duty weapon is in there. That way you won’t have to worry about it being secure.” “Thanks Captain.” She tossed her bag in and followed the man into the bar where the rest of her new team already sat around two round tables pulled together. As they entered, the entire lot of them yelled and cheered her name while Kent bellowed with his sugary southern North Carolina drawl, “Annie Oakley’s here y'all!” Sauntering up to the table, she scratched her eyebrow with her middle finger in Kent’s direction as he patted the empty seat next to him, laughing at the gesture. A round of boilermakers and additional beers were delivered to the table by the young, pretty waitress. Capt. Nelson held up one of his hands for silence and held the boilermaker in his other hand. “To O’Conner! For a hell of a first day on the job, and for making you slackers look like little girls with guns! Throw ‘em back boys!” The shots were demolished and a few of the guys choked as the burning liquor went down their throats. Jenna reveled in the hot liquid sliding down and warming the muscles in her belly. Tonight was going to be loads of fun as she drank these guys under the table. Another perk of her biology was a super high metabolism. It took her almost twice as much as these guys for her to get any semblance of drunk. Kent waived to the waitress while he hollered the next round of boilermakers was on him and then winked at her. Jenna wasn’t stupid. These guys thought they could get her drunk and girly. It was such a shame she was going to have much more fun embarrassing the hell out of them. After the second round of shots Jenna nursed her beer and decided now was an opportune time to try and get some info on her potential threat of the Alpha shifter. “Hey Captain, who was that guy at the scene today?” “Red haired boy? He was some bounty hunter hired by the victim’s family to bring in our suspect. Seemed mighty disappointed we got him instead.” He smiled as her teammates cheered around them again. Bounty hunter, huh? Well he could just drag his nicely shaped ass back to wherever the hell he came from. Whistles broke out as several flashy women entered the place and sat down at the bar. In about three seconds flat the only three people left at the two tables were Nelson, Kent and Jenna. Looking back and forth between the guys she held her hands up in mock surrender. “Don’t let little ‘ole me keep you two from flirting with the ladies. I can sit here all by myself while watching you guys make asses of yourselves for entertainment.” The two men laughed at her. The Captain gave her a chin lift before he jogged over to one of the