Her Scent

As soon as he sniffed out Christen’s scent amongst the many people in the party, Forrest’s mood had changed drastically. Something in which only Kiara took notice of, since everyone else was far too busy trying to get either his or her favor in business assistance.

Once they finally got a bit of time away from the people, getting a bit of refreshments for themselves, Kiara turned to Forrest. “Is something wrong, Forrest? You seem a bit off since we entered.”

“I smelled her,” Forrest bluntly answered, to her slight surprise.

“‘Her’? Do you mean…?”

“I smell her, but I don’t see her. I’m looked around- even tried to use my nose to locate her- but I can’t find her anywhere.”

This confused Kiara so. How could a werewolf smell someone out, but can’t see them? It was not as though this was a masquerade party, and there were not that many people in here to not notice anyone who may be out of place. Why, even the servers look nicely dressed and noticeable. So how was it possible that they can