The Kiss

I turned to the door and ran at it with full force. My weakened body made a thud noise. I slid down the unopened door that had not budged or bent with my blow.

I crouched down with my back on the door and pulled my knees into my chest. I let my head fall and the tears to continue to flow. I sniffled trying to pull all of my sweat, tears, blood, and snot back into my body without any luck. But my right nostil opened up just enough for me to catch a calming scent. A unique scent. His scent. My Alpha.

Of course that scent would calm me now. I was at his at his mercy now that I had changed. If the research I had read and documentaries I had watched with Ginny were based in truth, that would mean my whole demeanor could be altered by my Alpha's scent, or better known as pheromones. This tidbit of information made it difficult to breathe, not wanting to have this impact my way of being. But it already had. I felt calmer. I had stopped crying.

Licking my tears and snot away, I mumbled,