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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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164 Chs

Snitches Get Stitches

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No one was more specie-ist than a bunch of shifters. The predators were the worst of the lot as they assumed that they were the cream of the crop, but us prey shifters weren't blameless either.

 

Personally, I had no time or energy to spend on it.

 

Rolling my eyes, I sneered at the closed door. "I don't think that we can really blame an entire species for the actions of a few," I sneered. I really did not want to deal with this on top of everything else. I had enough shit on my plate; if she had beef with a single reptile shifter, then that was on her. "And what type of shifter are you?"

 

It was one of the biggest insults that one shifter or human can give the other… asking about the beast inside of them. With most shifters, you could tell what they were, and they didn't try all that hard to disguise themselves.