Free Stalked (Rogues Shifter #2) by Gayle Parness

supernaturals, but we were always up for a couple of hours of good natured ridiculing. We particularly loved renting movies about werewolves or vampires and getting the gang together to scream, howl and hiss in all the appropriate spots.
    For our current mission, Ethan and I had decided on the names Sam and Melanie Gray; generic and unremarkable, exactly what we were hoping our classmates would think of us. In order to get information, we’d need to blend in and not attract attention. I took a look at Ethan and sighed. Well, I’d blend in well enough. I was dressed in my usual jeans and a light blue tank top. He was wearing dark jeans and a dark red tee shirt that fit snugly over his muscular chest, not leaving much to the imagination. His chocolate brown hair always seemed to send out scouts to hang over his golden brown eyes, and his smile was always warm and infectious. Ethan would stand out in a stadium of people.
    He spoke excitedly. “So I was thinking—how about we take a drive to Gasquet and then grab a soda somewhere and just kind of hang out in town for awhile? We could check out the school and maybe the local fast food joints.
    "Sure. Maybe we can get something better to eat." I pushed my plate away. "Sorry."
    "It's fine. I'll eat anything. You know that." He shrugged. "Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Sinc is coming over in a few minutes to dye your hair. She’s also bringing our new drivers licenses and she’ll have the rest of the documents tomorrow. Then Rob can register us at school.”
    “You didn’t just say that Sinc i s coming to dye my hair did you? Because if you did, then I’m checking you for drugs.”
    “Sinc is more in tune with what people are talking about and she thinks there’s still too much info out about the blonde cheetah shifter living in the area who killed the vampire. She thinks it’s the smart move and so do I. You can wear a wig, but they get really uncomfortable if you have to wear it for a long time.”
    “C’mon, Ethan. I’d rather not dye my hair.“ I whined.
    Ethan’s usual warm expression turned serious. “Are you part of the team or not, Jackie?”
    “You know that’s not fair!” I was pissed. “I don’t see you or Sinc dying your hair.”
    “Sinc is more suited to work behind the scenes or as backup when necessary, which makes you the one female we have to be out in the field. Someone will recognize you, and then the whole plan goes down the crapper.”
    I rolled my eyes. Ethan was back in ‘Team Leader’ mode. I admit, I sometimes took issue with following orders that I disagreed with. But Ethan was a patient guy who understood the best way to deal with each of us, so he leaned back in the chair and waited quietly for my response. He probably knew what I’d say before I did, but he always allowed me the time to work it out for myself.
    I took in a deep breath and tried to calm my initial angry reaction. What he’d said was true. Gasquet wasn’t far from Crescent City and yes, someone could recognize me. As far as my hair was concerned, it was just a dye job. I could color it back to my normal blonde as soon as we found Brina, so what was I really upset about? 
    Ethan was our acknowledged leader and there would be plenty of times when I’d have to follow instructions instantly whether I agreed with them or not.  Still, I didn’t like not being asked first. I wondered if Garrett would mind if I dyed my hair, then shook off that thought. Deep down I was still a tiny bit insecure about my relationship with Garrett. I mean you only had to take one look at him to wonder why he chose me . But those doubts were few and far between and they always dissolved into dust with the first kiss of the day.
    Knowing Garrett, h e'd probably care more that I hadn't instantly followed Ethan's orders.
    “Ok.”
    “That’s it? Ok?” He looked unsure.
    “Yes, that’s it, unless you’d like to argue some more.”
    “No, I’m good.” Ethan said, holding up both