Tactical Magik (Immortal Ops) by Mandy M. Roth Read Free Book Online

well. Hell, they were considered noble within the Fae world. That was a good and bad thing. Good because it gave him pull and rank within the Fae community. Bad because he’d stopped ageing in his early twenties, forever locked into a baby face. What was worse, every time he tried to cut his hair it only grew back. Sometimes by the next morning.
    It was hard to look like a badass next to a bunch of shifter-ops when he was cursed with long, blond hair and a face that at best grew a small dusting of facial hair. Roi gave him the hardest time. The other guys just laughed. Eadan knew it was all in fun. Even though he did wish he could pull off the rugged look.
    He doubted that would happen. His father was centuries old and still looked fresh faced and barely thirty. The odds were not in Eadan’s favor.
    Could have been worse. He’d seen some interesting creatures that spawned from the Fae community. Things that could never live in the open because it was impossible for them to blend as humans. Some should be feared. Others were feared but had hearts of gold. In the end, it didn’t matter. They couldn’t expose humans to what was truly out there. There would be chaos.
    A complete meltdown of society.
    A lot of what was running around the supernatural underground was a mix of things. At one point it was all born that way. Not anymore. Now, thanks to the mad scientist Krauss, there were hodgepodges of paranormal on the loose and worse.
    If that wasn’t bad enough, PSI had had a surge of traitors within the last year, something it hadn’t had in decades. Hell, most of the operatives within the organization were pushing a century, if not older. They tended to learn from their mistakes and to avoid allowing history to repeat itself. Eadan wasn’t sure what the fuck had happened within PSI, but it had gone to hell fast and was hopefully on the mend. He hadn’t had much of a chance to ask about it when he met with the general. Jack was all business and insistent Eadan get his butt in gear and get out here as quick as he could. Apparently, intel had surfaced on an Asia Project subject being in the area.
    He had half a mind to phone headquarters and ask if Intel had started smoking something funny. He’d probably get Nancy. She was one of the phone operators for PSI. She’d just as soon tell you to go fuck yourself than pass you along to the person you needed to speak with. She’d been permanently seventy-something since he could first remember meeting her twelve years prior. Rumor was, she’d been “that age” for a very long time.
    Dammit, things had taken a turn for the worse with intel since he and Missy were no longer active in the organization. They’d been a force to be reckoned with, for sure. But times had changed.
    He’d seek out some trusted contacts soon enough and find out what was really happening within the organization. For now, he’d do as instructed. He couldn’t go to Missy for help. She wasn’t a player anymore. She was going to be a mom and would more than likely never be an active agent again. The job was simply too deadly. And she’d already lost one child from it. Eadan knew she’d never risk another.
    There had been a point in his life when thinking of Missy, their past marriage and their loss had been too much for him. A time when he thought he’d never move on. His sister had fixed that, taking some of the hurt and the pain from him mystically. It wasn’t a fix he’d have used on himself, but it was fix he’d needed all the same. He’d become bitter and had lost his love for life. Without his sister Melanie intervening, Eadan knew he’d have spiraled out of control. Some of the sting of it all was easier to swallow knowing Missy had never been his true mate. She belonged to Roi.
    That was a bitter pill to swallow.
    Even now, with the help of Melanie’s spell, he still had a pang of guilt, of pain that crept up on him. He focused on the task at hand, knowing he couldn’t let himself