Thirty-Five

Ferrah-

The unforgettable stench of rotting flesh hit me like a memory as I stand in the living room, straining my senses I hear Carter talking to Kane, tuning them out I tune into other sounds and smells.

Hushed voices and the shuffling of feet alert me to the front door.

‘What do hear’ Cole asks me as he steps half shifted next to me.

‘Three maybe four rogues’ I point to the front door then motion to the back door. He gives me a subtle nod and moves through the house towards the kitchen.

A thud sound from upstairs, an uneasy feeling sitting deep in my gut and has Nira pushing a half shift.

‘Someone’s upstairs’ Nira tells Cole who I hear purr from the kitchen.

Nira rolls her eyes and says something about horny male wolves and not knowing when to keep it tucked away.

‘The balcony door in the Jessi’s room must have been left open’ Cole answers back.

“Hurry up, before she hears or smells us” says a young sounding voice from the other side of the door.

“I’d like to see the bitch that has