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As Silent As A Mouse

I am being hunted. Well, not me exactly. Someone wants to get their hands on the genius behind A.M.K Pharmaceuticals. They just don't know it's me. I have discovered a way to negate anyone's scent, shifter or human. You would think it wouldn't be that big of a deal... deodorants promise the same thing, but my product is nothing like that. My product turns its wearers invisible to shifters. No, not like that. But shifters need scent more than almost anything else to identify and find a person. Without scent, they can't track down their prey, or smell an enemy coming up from behind. I had originally created it so my adopted father and I could avoid the shifter community. No one was supposed to know about it. Until a little birdy said something they shouldn't have to the wrong person. Now the humans are after me and the shifters want me dead. But that's fine. That wasn't the only thing I came up with. And if I am as silent as a mouse, no one will see me coming until it is too late. This will be a RH novel, the FMC will not have to choose. No MM Check out my other works: Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Third Time's a Charm (Book 1 in the Rebirth Series) -Completed Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story (Book 2 in the Rebirth Series) -Ongoing Star's Ships- Completed Dancing with Monsters- Ongoing Part Of Your World- Ongoing (Book 2 in the Star's Ships Series) Discord: Sakura#6289 Instagram: @devil_besideyou666 Check out my discord channel for the first chapter! https://discord.com/invite/yYtKzveE6T

Devilbesideyou666 · Fantasy
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262 Chs

Ta-Da!

Toby stared down at me as he released my arm, the skin where he touched absolutely throbbing. "I guess you are somewhat smart," he nodded. "And I also know more than a few men who would be willing to train that attitude out of you."

He waited for a few seconds until I looked up at him. "Unless they kill you first."

Once again, I refused to show fear. I could escape this situation; hell, I could hide in the mattress almost indefinitely until I was rescued.

But that wouldn't help the other women in my situation. He was technically stealing from me, taking away people who I considered to be mine. The women who went to the shelters depended on me to keep them safe, even if they had no idea what I looked like or even my name.

And that was really not okay.

He turned around, this time moving quickly to the door before I could say anything else, but how could I really help myself?