Resisting The Alpha Cowboy
I was halfway through my toast when Colton glanced over at me again, something thoughtful in his expression.
“So… what’s your plan?”
I set my plate down and leaned back slightly, laptop still open beside me. “I’ll need those ingredients. The ones I mentioned for the shape shifters. If I can get the mix right, it should trigger involuntary shifting in anyone hiding what they are. Like a litmus test, basically.”
“That sounds dangerous,” he said, brow furrowing.
“It is,” I agreed. “Which is why no one can know. The second word spreads, they’ll disappear. They’ll bolt or hide or cover their tracks better than they already have.”
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