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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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The First Step

The phrase 'the best laid plans of mice and men' took on a whole new meaning as I struggled to carry a carrot muffin from the staff cafeteria to the cages a few floors down.

 

It seemed like such a simple concept: bring the prisoners food. But in reality, unless I was feeding the others nothing but crumbs, I had no way of getting them the nutrition they needed to rise up and take over the place.

 

'Ugh, this is painful,' grunted my mouse, clearly not impressed. 'Just shift, grab a guard's uniform, and take the trays to the rest of the shifters.'

 

'I can't do that,' I replied with a grunt of my own as I tried to drag a single muffin down the path I had forged in the ceiling. I was going backward, pulling the liner with my teeth as I struggled to find my way. 'They'll know who I am if I run around in human form.'