Free Dogs of War MC Episode 6 by Monica Rossi Page B

smile swept across his face, sometimes he forgot how much effort it was just to keep himself hidden. He stretched and extended himself to his full size, letting every part of him feel the wind and the space around him, feel the excitement of just being.
    With joy surging through his body at the release he flapped his black feathered wings once, twice, and he launched himself off the cliff and into the air. And in that moment, riding the air currants and looking down at the town that had at once cradled and ostracized him, he felt free.
     

 
     
    The new facility was already up and running. There were no lack of old buildings to rent and after finding one in a sufficiently secluded location, the only issue was moving things from one place to the other. The council decided that even though the shifters could be handled, a new unknown location would be the wisest choice for interruption free testing. He had agreed, though the building wasn’t up to his standards, it would do for the time being.
    “So John, how is everything going?”
    John stopped in his tracks, clipboard in hand, glasses perched on the edge of his nose. “Sir, it’s actually going better than expected.”
    “Really? How so?”
    “As you know, the lab decided to start completely over with the formula, considering that the last formula and all of its derivatives were faulty and not producing the required results and – ”
    “Wait, I was not aware of this change in direction. Why wasn’t I consulted?”
    “Sir, I was unaware that you had not been kept in the loop, or I would have rectified the situation,” John’s voice quivered slightly, “And I can’t say for sure why you weren’t informed but I can tell you that they just started a few days ago and have already produced a very effective solution. I was just about to begin testing on our first subject.”
    “Ah, well I don’t like being kept in the dark, but I guess experimentation is somewhat like art, perhaps they got too caught up in their own momentum to follow the proper reporting procedures.”
    John looked doubtful, “Perhaps.”
    “Yes, well someone will be reminding them of the correct way these matters are handled.” And it would be something they’d remember from now on, no matter how caught up they got in their work, Frederick would make sure of that. “In any instance, I’d like to see what this new formula can do. Lead the way John.”
    Frederick followed John down the old tiled hallways of the former nursing home, mentally ticking off boxes on his to-do list. He’d already talked to the head of Security, the premises of this new facility were as close to impenetrable as was humanly possible, though he wasn’t worried about humans any way. He needed to find a way to make the grounds and building impregnable to the inhuman as well. But that was something to work on. If everything already had an answer, he wouldn’t have a job.
    He’d talked to his head of security about the Dogs of War as well, he really liked the name of that little biker gang, it had a poetry to it, especially considering what they were. He had been assured that they would come around to their cause or be dealt with accordingly. Plans were underway to mitigate any more interference from the witch population, which had been what had caused such an upset at the old facility, and one of the reasons he wanted to use the Dogs against other unnatural beings instead of his own men. The fact that they’d had a witch with them was unsettling, the council’s whole plan of annihilation hinged on the fact that these groups didn’t work together or mingle. If there was any indication that cooperation between the species was becoming a trend then that would cause problems.
    He could enhance the chosen ones strength, their senses, their natural talents, but he couldn’t give them the capability to withstand magic. Thankfully the only magic the shifters had was their ability to change form and their own