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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 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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167 Chs

A Change Of Plans

Four more shifters were bought and sold on the auction block as I stood there, waiting for my turn. Wolves seemed to sell for the most money to hungry shifters who wanted to punish them for their species.

 

But one sparrow went for almost double what the first she-wolf was worth to these men at $95,000. She was a tiny little thing, barely reaching five feet tall, and all I wanted to do was yell and scream at the men for the cruel remarks they made as Toby joked about clipping her wings.

 

But crying never actually solved any problems.

 

'Always a way out,' breathed my mouse, becoming as still as I was as the two of us watched what was going on in front. 'They cannot be allowed to run.'

 

'And they won't,' I assured her as the SBI agent was pulled to the second circle of light her head held high as she flipped her bright red hair over her shoulder.