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Sirena hid in the trees' shadows at the mountain's base. Despite the full moon's light, Sirena could still remain hidden from the rotating guards. She didn’t know how many guarded the mansion itself, but she could smell at least 15 different werewolf scents in the woods. Her alpha eyes turned white. Time to get to work. Her eyes watched as one guard walked deeper into the woods to relieve himself. She had an idea.
“How is this possible?” Pierce Chrysanthewaite paced in his office angrily. “You!” he pointed to one of his bodyguards. “If discount Robin Hoods so easily take your men out, why the hell am I paying you so much!” his eyes flashed red. The bodyguard lowered his head at the red glare of his alpha. “Twenty flower shop raids, the FBI breathing down my back - Cameron!”
