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need to talk to you, Rave,” Max said from behind him. “I want to give you the notes I have on styre mentes .”
    “Didn’t you explain everything to us at the hospital?” he asked as he turned around. He didn’t like the frown on Max’s face.
    “You really should read them.”
    Rave would rather have Max tell him. He wasn’t big into reading boring files, and hearing the doctor explain things to him would stick in his brain better. He never really was too good at retaining things he read if the material was long and drawn out, in terms that made Rave’s eyes cross.
    “How about you tell me what I don’t already know?”
    Max took a seat on the sofa, Eagle sitting next to him. Eagle may have been healed from his ordeal with the ex-alpha, Jackson, but he was still very quiet at times. Eagle placed a hand on Max’s knee as the doctor sat rigidly.
    “I’ve told you everything that I’ve read about styre mentes , Rave.
    But what is surfacing through his blood work isn’t in any scroll I’ve come across.”
    Rave turned fully. He wasn’t sure he was going to like what Max was about to tell him. He had an urge to look up to see if a bomb was heading straight for his lap because it sure felt like Max was about to drop one in it.
    “And what’s wrong with his blood work?”
    “That’s what I’m trying to figure out, Rave. It’s normal, but not.
    He has the markers for a styre mente , but it’s sketchy at best. I’m still working on his blood. My advice to you is to help him control his urges. We’re still not sure how strong he may become, and he certainly has the potential for TMC. Just be careful.”
    “What about the whole mate thing? Shouldn’t I be immune to what he can do?”
    “Sometimes, it just isn’t that easy to hand out a black-and-white answer. You know as well as I do that nature has a way of doing things on her own. The human mind is complicated, and DNA is even trickier when it comes to preternatural creatures.”
    Rave sat back and sighed. And here he thought he would get a mate with a simple problem. He knew he wasn’t going to have a cakewalk when it came to mating. Dealing with Jackson and watching the other soldiers with their mates let him know things weren’t going to be easy, but this was the most complicated shit he had heard of to date.
    And he lived in the paranormal world.

Chapter Four
    Agent Anthony Monroe lifted his cup of coffee and took a sip as he read over the open file in front of him. He was sitting in a diner the next town over from Pride Pack Valley. He was going to see Rave today, and Tony had to admit, the idea was very pleasant, but the file in front of him was not.
    He leafed through the pages, studying the jacket. He had been assigned another case, and the debriefing had taken weeks. Tony wasn’t at liberty to tell Rave any of this, so he had to make it sound as though the bookie case had taken longer than it truly had.
    Rave was a nice-looking man, and Tony was interested, very interested. But he’d had his fair share of men in his bed. As much as he wanted to fuck Rave until the man lay sated in his bed, work came first. The only reason he was heading Rave’s way was because of this case.
    “I still can’t believe any of this,” Agent Dorm said. “No matter how many times I read the file.”
    Neither could Tony. He knew shifters existed. Hell, he was half jaguar, but his genes were so recessed that they weren’t even detectable in his DNA. Freak of nature was what his father had called him for having recessed genes, but Tony really didn’t give a shit about that. He lived with it.
    But what his director handed off to him was beyond the stretch of imagination. He had been briefed on what little the men working on this case knew—which wasn’t much—and now here he sat with the order of bringing the “freak” in.
    He really hated that word.
    “It does seem impossible,” he muttered as he picked his coffee mug up and took another sip. He’d