Fugitives
Leyton’s POV Night had fallen and I drove to the neighbourhood where we were able to trailed Larsa back to. I didn’t know the exact address of where she lived as we didn’t dare to tail her too closely but after ending up in the same neighbourhood a few times, I decided we were close enough. The new moon night should offer me some cover and I found a secluded parking space near the Pemberton Meadows to leave my car before I shifted into my wolf. One of my warriors managed to steal a set of Larsa’s scrubs from the hospital and I intended to use its scent to track down where Larsa lived. I wandered as discreetly as I could, using the cover of the night to hide myself. Humans don’t take too kindly to werewolves encroaching on their territory unannounced and in Canada, the Werew
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