Alanza’s POV“Sorry, she isn’t normally like this,” I mumbled, pulling Sombra back from the man.“Such a pretty dog,” he said. He was squinting at me from under a wide-brimmed hat.Something about him made my paranoia radar spike, but I didn’t catch any weird scents. He looked dirty. His brown pants were stained. His shoes had seen better days.Maybe he was homeless.I felt uneasy. I shifted to the side, tugging Sombra away as she kept up a low growl. “Sorry,” I apologized again, wondering why he didn’t just leave.He turned his head and looked me over. “Pretty girl, too,” he said. He smiled, showing yellow, gapped teeth. His breath was thick. I swear it could have knocked out a wolf shifter from a distance.My stomach rolled. I fought the nausea building up. “Thanks,” I muttered. I didn’t know how to respond. He was blocking the dog food aisle. I definitely didn’t want to get closer. Sombra seemed ready to tear his face off, anyway.“Come on, girl, let’s go this way.” This way led to
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