Chapter 8

Aryan-

As soon as school was over, instead of heading home, I went to sit on the bleachers, by the football field. I still couldn’t believe I had agreed to the bet. More than that, I can’t believe I had initiated the bet.

Groaning, I grabbed my bag and pulled out the homework I had for the day. Maybe I could just focus on my homework and worry about the rest later. As soon as I opened my book and started on my work, I heard someone jogging up the bleachers.

I didn’t need to look up to know it was Kierian making his way toward me. Werewolf or not, Kierian’s presence demanded attention. Lycans had a very distinctive scent to them, that could attract anyone, including humans.

They each had a different scent, but Kierian’s scent was the strongest. At least I noticed whenever he was nearby. I didn’t know if it was like that for everyone, or if it was just because I was more familiar with his scent. He had a deep woodsy smell, mixed with a hint of vanilla, along with the scent of night.

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