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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 · Fantasia
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262 Chs

You Had Your Chance

"Baby, I need you to stop," murmured Lucien, rising to his feet and pushing Raphael out of his way. Spinning the chair around so that he could grab me, he pulled me into his arms, shuddering as my tears started to soak his T-shirt. "You're breaking our hearts."

 

"But it's really not the same," I insisted, trying to stop crying. However, I was just so tired that nothing was working. I was physically and mentally drained, and the only thing that would fix it was a few good nights of sleep and my mates around me.

 

"It's not," Travis agreed. It was horrible to say, but I trusted his opinion on the matter. He had seen the conditions at the facility, and he was the one who knew best whether the M.M.D dorms would be the same.