Chapter Nine

So, this was the scent making his wolf flip with excitement and trying to unleash himself in the public. Kayla Jonathan? It was her skunking scent calling him this whole time. Vanilla and raspberry it was, but her fragrance surpassed just vanilla and raspberry — she smelled finger-lickin’ good. There was something more to her scent which he sensed was different from humans. If he put it into a guess, he'd say she smelled heavenly and refreshing, maybe like a faerie. A faerie married a hybrid? He put his thought aside, and his eyes browsed through her. That shapeless, lanky girl he used to know had transformed into a beautiful, hourglass woman in every man's dream.

He could hear his wolf growling his excitement. As if his wolf’s dopamine and serotonin rushed into his human side, he just couldn’t stop smiling. It seemed his wolf picked so much interest in her. ‘Hey, Wolan, no second chance mate allowed, not to mention this one is married,’ he warned within his mind to whist his wolf bec