NARRATIVE POV
Slipping into the pack house unnoticed was child's play for Frankie. Since her death, she no longer carried her familiar pack scent; in fact, her scent had entirely faded. She was undetectable unless she was standing right in front of them.
The ranked members all seemed preoccupied with the arrival of Royal Elite members, although she wasn’t sure what the heated topic was in the conference room; she suspected it was related to the bodies piling up.
What confused Frankie the most was the body of Britt. They weren’t friends, and although she lied to cover for Aiden and Alice, she held nothing against her beyond that. Unfortunately, she must have pissed someone else off. The state of her body was gruesome, even by Frankie's standards.
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