To Breed a Beast BOOK 2
"Run a full background sweep on Chika Whitmore from the Silverfang vanguard. We found the blood-match we've been hunting for."
A sudden, violent chill spiked down my spine, making the hair on my arms stand up. I spun around, my eyes scanning the dark corners of the loading bay until I caught the faint, predatory gleam of a pair of eyes watching us from the upper rafters. "He didn't leave, Lucien. He's tracking my scent right now," I whispered, stepping closer to his flank so our shoulders brushed.
Lucien’s head snapped toward the rafters, but the shadow was already empty, the faint scent of zinc and old blood rapidly dissipating in the heavy ventilation draft. I looked across the platform, m
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