Envy

Scarlett's pov

Shit, she could smell his scent! Mortified, I wondered if his fragrance was still lingering on my body even after I showered. After all, we had mated. However, I noticed that her gaze was scouring my room as though she was looking for something. I analysed the situation. Did that mean she couldn't detect his scent from my body?

If so, that was a relief.

"No. Why do you say that?" I masked my apprehension and glimpsed into my room. The clothes I was wearing the night before were still on the floor. I cringed. I had forgotten to put it in the laundry bin as I was in a rush. Reckoning that the fragrance was coming from it, I started to think of a way to change the topic.

"I don't know…" her frown deepened. "Don't you smell that?"

I sniffed the air. When his alluring scent hit my nostrils, Iris sighed in my head. Still, I managed to maintain a poker face, which I was glad I managed to pull off.

"Maybe I just need to clean the room. I'll ask an omega to help," I mumbled un