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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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Inside These Walls

'Someone's coming,' hissed my mouse before Lucien could respond to my comment. 'Shift!'

 

I slammed down the receiver and quickly shifted, the speed causing me to bounce a couple of times on the seat of the chair before doing a controlled fall to the floor.

 

Well, really, it was not so much of a controlled fall as I bounced off of the chair and landed on the ground underneath the desk. Cats aren't the only ones who are able to land on their feet, thank you very much.

 

"I still think that it is overkill," grunted Greg as his footsteps caused my body to vibrate as he walked toward his desk. He was followed by two other people, their footsteps just as heavy as his.