Caged To Her Obsessive Alpha
However, as I sniffed the air in an attempt to figure out exactly which direction Utica disappeared, I caught a whiff of something intoxicating, and locating the source of that scent took all priority.
Forgetting all about Utica, I begin to move as if my life depended on it. It was almost as if I had no control over my limbs, and even though I knew that I shouldn’t hunt, I couldn’t stop myself.
When I finally find the one that is producing the smell, the world comes crashing down around me.
"No," I hiss, taking in her form huddled beneath a tree. "There’s no fucking way."
Sitting right in front of me is Utica, and it looks like she is my mate.
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