Chapter 10 - Scents

HERMES

I FELT A cold knot of dread in my stomach when my mate, Layla asked if I had been mated to anyone else before her. Self guilt was beginning to drown me where I sat, that I darted to my room, opting to leave for the pack house before the stipulated time.

No matter what I was told, my heart would not accept that I wasn't the major cause of Sarah's death.

Here I was with another mate, who is an offspring of the Alpha that took my Sarah from me. And the moon goddess was cruel enough to pair us together. There's no doubt that I was feeling some sort of emotional attachment with my present mate which was unavoidable.

I turned the keys of my room door into the keyhole, and it produced a click sound that signified it had been locked.

My eyes darted to the left corner of the room, where my shelf was situated. It housed several books, but more of Sarah's photos.

Since I had brought Layla to my house, I had not spoken to the photographic print of my former mate.

My fingers traced the top