Killian POVI stared at her, unable to express how I felt. That anger really put in me. At first, I thought I would not care about it anymore, and it would just be in the past. But now, watching her sit beside me and knowing very well that she's the one who slapped Rhea, angered me even more. I clenched her hand, stifling, staring at it, trying to make out that scent to be sure. Because one thing I wouldn't like to do is accuse her of something that she did not do."Why does your hand smell different?" I questioned, and she laughed, letting go and fighting her grip away from mine."Oh, um, I washed my hands with a kind of soap, I guess," she said."Wow, you have such a sharp scent," she commented as I chuckled."I'm a wolf. I don't know why you're forgetting that. And alpha, for that matter. I can sniff you out from a 10-mile radius, and it wouldn't even move a thing in me," I said."And one thing I noticed is you have a different scent—a scent similar to someone, and that scent is on
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