"Determine the source of 'unstoppable assets' advertised to terrorist organisations" was my brief from my Commanding Officer. "Investigate the disappearances of several young shifters" was the request from my brother, the titular ruler of shifters in what used to be the Warsaw Pact and the former USSR. Nowhere in either did it say encounter Hellhounds, Cwn Annwn, demigods, and a couple of seriously crazy science types.to find my predestined Mate. Let's not forget having to squeeze my 6ft 5in, back-row rugby player build into an economy plane seat. Admittedly that was after I underestimated my Mate: my Kaitlyn. 

Never underestimate an intelligent female. 

Then again, life is never simple if you are a bear shifter serving, not just in the British Army, but also  the SAS. Captain Sergei Medvedovitch Vasilev at your service. This is my story.