How Many Miles Can A Shark Smell Blood Mga Nobela at Kwento

I also wiped it off to the leaves and grass on the ground. "The wolves sense of smell are ten times greater than human being. They can smell us even we are in a far away place so to prevent that we have to use our blood and leave the stain of our blood here in this place. Their sense of smell would be confuse because of our blood here so they can't follow us anymore." I explained. In the end, they both did what I did. After that I drove faster away from the city. But my head is still in the other place. My head is still thinking of him. My mind can't stop thinking about him. Now that I will leave this place without a trace...I hope...in the end...he'll find me and start anew.

The smell of blood was so strong that it was hard not to notice it. Their senses were much sharper than normal people so Philip noticed something wrong while Marina was unaware. “What are you saying? What can go wrong? This is my home. My territory is very safe!” Marina looked into the distance and her expression quickly changed because she saw blood floating up from the bottom of the sea. Seeing this scene, Marina screamed and jumped into the sea. She seemed to have suffered a great blow. Philip and the others quickly followed suit, wondering what happened. They had nowhere else to go anyway.

The ocean smell was still strong, and I suddenly realized it was coming from him. “Do all shifters have a unique smell,” I finally asked, after we’d made eyes at each other for a minute. He nodded. “We do, it's kind of like a fingerprint in a way. You’re picking up on our smells already? Normally an Omega doesn’t really get heightened senses until she’s pregnant or mated. Or both,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I gave a weak laugh but drew a deep breath, and smelled something else. I turned to look at the small table I had, and there was a huge arrangement of flowers on it. I inhaled again, they smelled incredible. They were bright and colorful and I already loved them.

The sight takes her breath away—the rolling waves crashing against jagged rocks, the salty tang of the sea mingling with the crisp air. In the distance, a ship appears on the horizon, its sails billowing in the wind as it approaches the coast. Behind it are several more smaller ships. Lila's keen senses catch the scent of unfamiliar humans aboard, their presence a mere speck against the vastness of the ocean—but she can’t hear their wolves even though she can sense them. She watches with a mixture of curiosity and caution, wondering if she’ll ever be part of a pack again.