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Talia, and Tyler arrived within the hour. Many of the early-risers were already beginning to peek out at the disturbance in the hall—the second one this week. Lucky for us, Jax had some crime scene tape leftover from one of her anything but clothes parties. Just when I never imagined my sister’s outlandish behavior could ever come in handy in a practical manner, she surprises me.
“Do you smell any foreign scents?”
I asked our furry little sister, and Liv shook her head.
“The only scent I detect are of two fae, both blood relatives, most likely her father. The other scent is hers obviously. Beyond that I don’t detect anything amiss.”
She informed me, and I knew that Liv’s sense of smell was second to none. She might not have all the raw brutal powers available to our furry mothe
