Devilbesideyou666

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


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As Silent As A Mouse

"The bra and underwear need to go, too," Toby said, letting his eyes trail up and down my body. It felt like he was actually touching me, and the feeling made me want to puke, but I held it back.

I might be prey, but I wasn't weak.

With a shrug of my shoulders, I put my hands underneath the shift and removed the bra that way, throwing it into the same pile as my uniform. Next came the panties, my eyes never leaving Toby's while I slid them down my legs.

Lifting up one foot after another, I kicked my underwear over to the rest of my clothes. I would burn the entire pile before I put those on again.

Toby lifted up a finger and twirled it around, hoping that I would do a little spin so he could see me better, but I refused.

The cold air of my cell made my nipples tighten under his gaze, the shift doing nothing to hide their state or their color from him.

That Isn't My Fault