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

"Weak?" muttered Raphael and I could feel him stepping out of the circle of my mates to come stand beside me. Gripping my upper arm, he tugged me gently out of Brielle's embrace.

The llama let me go, but I knew she was ready to kill the wolf in front of us in a matter of seconds.

"She took out two wolves in a challenge she knew nothing about until you all issued it. Which part of her is weak?" asked Raphael softly. While the arm he had around my waist was soft, his entire body was tense.

I don't think I had ever seen him like this before. And given the fact that I had witnessed the disrespect from his pack before, I have to admit that I was a little impressed.

Once again, silence descended the hall. Rahael's breathing was starting to get on my last nerve, the ratting in her chest as she struggled to take in air, acting like nails on a chalkboard.

Patting Raphael's arm, he reluctantly let me go.

Not Strong Enough