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I GET the tracking device into Frangelico’s phone using the old jostle and pickpocket method when we pass by each other in the bar, returning it a few moments later when I emerged from the men’s room.

By the time I get back to my room to get it online, I find the bug is dead. Which probably means I’ve been made. Maybe I was made back on the

balcony. The guy definitely seems to have a sixth sense.

A thought occurs to me that sends goosebumps prickling up my skin.

Could he be one of… us? Ugh. I can’t believe I’m even saying us. But there’s no denying it—I’m a monster like the rest of them, a man-beast who can’t control his own urges.

Jared seemed to know I was a wolf by my scent. I haven’t refined my new senses enough to distinguish anything, but suppose this guy Frangelico could? Suppose he scented or heard me out on his balcony?

I can smell the difference between male and fem

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