Chapter Ninety-Six. Followed.
Hannah’s Point of View.
I am tired. Really tired. Am I bothered that the RFW have sent someone to either wipe me out, kidnap me or some s**t or other? Nope. This is not my first rodeo. It is pointless to waste energy worrying about it. All I need to do is keep a clear head, do my job, but be extra cautious. Plus, any rogues attempting to come get me, will stink to the high heavens. I may be human, but trust me, I know rogue stench when I smell it. They probably think that I will not recognise the distinct scent, but more fool them.
I step out of the shower, and wrap my towel around me, stepping out of the bathroom, to see my delicious mate laid with his hands behind his head, giving me that arrogant smirk I both love and hate.
“Do you need any help get
