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Chapter 8
*Ella POV* It has been a couple of weeks since I saw Theo, my money is dwindling, I haven't been back to fight, it is too risky, the chance of getting caught is too high, and I don't mean by Theo. I went back to the new town via bus and hitchhiking. I need to confuse my scent and running back in wolf form is too obvious. Like I said my money is disappearing fast, I just eat so much, I have nearly no other expenses apart from food, I scrounge out of bins and and steal food off tables but I know the trackers are getting close again, I have started to cover myself with the self made scent masker, which is a concoction of blood, alpha piss and that isn't even the most unspeakable ingredient. So it started to be hard to steal from tables as I look like a filthy mess, no one wants me near
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