"Don't open the door. They're here to drag me back for an arranged marriage."My hand froze on the doorknob.Outside stood three men in matching black suits, all staring straight at me.Inside, my tenant, Brandon Simmons, stood in the kitchen with a spatula in one hand and two fluffy white fox ears sticking out of his hair.A pot of creamy mushroom chicken simmered on the stove, filling the apartment with the warm smell of butter, herbs and black pepper.It felt strangely cozy.Completely insane."Ms. Lloyd."The man in sunglasses at the front pulled out a badge."We're from the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, South District Branch. We received a report that you're illegally harboring an unregistered fox shapeshifter."I lowered my eyes to his ID.The man in the photo looked just as serious as he did in person. Under Position, it read:[Marcus Bison, Field Operations Director, Bureau of Supernatural Affairs]I looked up at him."Bison? That's actually your last name?""C
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