Marissa POV

Damn my luck.

“Not that way,” the warrior says, pulling me along.

"I'm not carrying anything.” I try to struggle. It's useless. Just like my next lie.

“I-it's energy herbs."

"Energy herbs that mask your scent? Never heard of that. You know any kind of masking herbs is illegal without authorization. Especially for your kind."

My kind. He means an omega.

Before I can lie some more, he cuts in,

"Save it for when we get to the Warriors’ Precinct.

"You're under arrest, Miss… Scentless."

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I never paid attention to the Realm's news.

Politics is boring and doesn't interest me in the slightest.

Such things...