“Tell me,” Lisa asked brightly. “How would the accommodating would the FBI be if you had to be absent for three days every month?”
Wendy's mind instantly snapped to a state of trained awareness. Time slowed down while she processed the likelihood that she had truely been made.
Her answer came with a straight face and the smallest pause, "I'm sorry? The FBI?"
Lisa smiled predatoraly, "Oh, dear. Surely you must realize that things like this work both ways. The government knows about werewolves, and we know when the government wants to know more. I may have severed ties with my former pack under," she paused, "unfortunate circumstances, but I still have friends."
Lisa relaxed in the loveseat. "We have spies too, sweetie. I know that you were removed from your FBI special task force team to come keep an eye on little old me." Wendy straightened her posture and began to speak. Lisa waved her hand with a commanding authority to cut her off.
"Please don't bother with playing a role," Lisa tapped her nose with a well manicured nail, "Heigthened senses. Even if you tried to talk your way out of this, I can smell your aprehension, your alertness. It's quite arousing," Lisa leaned closer to Wendy and sniffed the air, "You're a strong woman, and could be a valuable addition to the family I'm starting here."
Wendy took the time to gather a response to this new development. She sighed inwardly with the knowledge that the whole Ranger team had not been compromised, in a large part thanks to the compartmentalization of her role insisted on by Ranger One. He had no reason to suspect that she could be compromised, but he always covered every base. She relaxed into the leather chair.
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Heather quickly walked down the hall to the girl's restroom, unable shake the restlessness she had felt since after Dita's mom had kissed her.
She found it difficult to talk to Dita as they headed back to class, still in partial shock over the very act of kissing her best friend's mom. She also felt very uncomfortable in her clothes as the feeling of warmth and irritation stayed constant on their return. She did not want what she thought had happened, and she made sure to go out of her way to deposit Dita off at class so that she could ditch to the bathroom alone.