A few weeks ago.
"Do you think the woman Zach slept with was Annabelle?" I asked my mate, Reid. This is a top-secret, and he is my kind, on the same mission.
I couldn't believe it when the supervisor told me he gave Annabelle those hickeys because she smelled like Zach by then. I never imagined she would be the one, but why was she blonde?
Something didn't add up because the mystery girl should be out by now, with natural red hair, and we have planted our kind everywhere to eliminate her if she shows up, posing a threat to our kind.
"His reaction when he tried to mark you makes me sense it was her, but she's dead, so it shouldn't matter to us," he kissed me on the shoulder, and our bond kicked in.
True. Zach marked her without experiencing the same allergic reaction he had when he marked me. However, the serum we added to his flavors is affecting his ability to think clearly, although it is not working as intended.
