For probably the
thousandth
time, big and small, I cursed Helene’s ignorance. What good was knowing such things like scent blockers existed if she had no idea how much they cost or
where to get them
?
Not that it would do me good now, with my
pursuer
already
locked onto my trail
. But if I’d acquired them beforehand...
> Stupid stupid stupid! Why didn’t you just ask at the clinic and see if that was an option for wolves in my situation? What if I could use my pursuer’s persistent tactics against them? Would you be with me for it, Vrika? I’m with you too, we can handle this. Like a man suddenly let in on the joke. Is he insane? Which means his boss is either worse or not much better. A skill I didn’t think anyone else here knew. With eyes blazing with an orange fury I’ve never seen in... anyone before. I... I definitely get it. But that’s also a little annoying... to be taken less seriously... <
"I’m sorry, I didn’t know! I was just following the orders!"
Kyrie’s nose
pinched up
at the smell of his breath and her lip curled in disgust. Her grip
twitched
tighter, judging by the bulge in the whites of his eyes.
"If I ever. Catch your scent. Near her again. I will personally track you down and rip your throat out. That will be my mercy."