AVIONNA'S POV Nothing had ever smelled better.A thick, musty musk swarmed my senses. One second, it wafted like the base note of rich forest loam and freshly upturned soil after a heavy autumn rain. The next, it was the undertone of rotten cedar bark and crushed pine needles dried to a crisp.My wolf's anger dissipated immediately. In a twinkle of an eye, it was gone. Everything faded, narrowing into one thin line, into the man practically dripping with the smell. She lifted her head, and gone was the recollection of why she was angry in the first place.Within her, I was lost too, but not because of the scent that had intoxicated her. What I couldn't understand was why she hadn't shown submission.Just like Cicero who was now back in his human form, chest panting heavily, stewing with suppressed animosity and whose face held a thick layer of discontent, I had felt the irrepressible command in Fabian's voice, but unlike Cicero, my wolf seemed completely unaffected by it.She didn't
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