Seline
I stare at the dead female. Her body is still radiating heat, which means she died pretty recently.
I look around, but while there is still silence, that feeling I had of someone watching me has disappeared.
My jaw is tense as I crouch next to the body.
This is troublesome. The smart thing would be to walk away, but she is a shifter. Austin and his pack will investigate and will catch my scent on her.
Sighing in frustration, I get to my feet and run a hand through my short hair. “Why me?”
It’s a little selfish saying that, considering that there is a woman lying here just her life taken from her.
Calling the town sheriff is impossible. He’s human. Can’t hand over a shifter to a human.
I guess I’ll have to call Austin.
Grumbling under my breath, annoyed by the situa
