“You keep saying that. I’m still not convinced that it’s the truth. Either way, your brother wasn’t where you said he’d be. And when I reached your ward, I detected your scent from three miles away—” “Just stop talking, Fisher.” “—plastered all over that boy.” He gave me a cruel smirk. “Pheromones are signal flares to our noses, Little Osha. I was rushing, so I didn’t differentiate between blood and sex at the time. But when I walked into that room earlier, and your friend Carrion mentioned your little obsession with him—” “Shut. The fuck. Up.” “It became very clear what had happened. He still
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