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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

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What Can A Mouse Do?

I flopped back down on the bed, holding up my hand as I studied the vow that Travis had made.

 

'You're worse than a crow with shiny things,' sneered my mouse, opening one eye as she rolled it at me. 'It's a wedding ring, get over it.'

 

I nodded absent mindedly as I moved my hand around so that the light could reflect off the 'gold' band.

 

I had never really given much credence to the idea of engagement or wedding rings, but seeing one on my finger made me understand its importance.

 

It wasn't an issue of how much they cost or anything like that, but rather, it was an outside symbol of something you knew in your heart.

 

And now I was pissed that the other guys hadn't given me one.

 

'Someone's coming,' yelled my mouse, her head shooting up as the two of us heard the sound of multiple footsteps coming from just outside Travis' door.