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Chapter Thirty

Kev

Jordan gestures for me to lead, aware that this is my sort of playground.

I take point, using my nose to lead the way. We’ve already doused our scent in mud, using defacing leaves and other woodsy items to make us smell more like the forest around us and less like Carnage Wolves.

But a strong shifter will be able to scent us coming. Which is why we keep a good distance between us with me leading about twenty-five yards ahead. It’ll make it seem like I’m a one off at first, potentially encouraging any enforcer-types in the area to attack.

I have two guns loaded with silver bullets and over a dozen knives tucked into various places in my jeans.

One ballsy shifter won’t be an issue.

Fuck, I could probably easily take down a dozen enforcer-types in my current mood.

I move on silent feet, my boots barely touching the ground as I run through the trees. They’re as familiar to me as the island.

Because Drone technology is fucking amazing.

I’ve never actually been here, but I’m navigating
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