Alpha's Heaven
It startled me, too.
“Damian?” she blinked up at me, confused. “Where are you going?”
I didn’t answer. Logan was moving, rising, taking over my senses. My heart hammered harder with every beat. The air changed again. A new scent drifted toward me, slipping past the smoke and perfume.
Honey.
Warm, soft, real honey.
It wrapped around me, crawling into my lungs, filling every breath. My vision sharpened and my hands trembled. Logan went mad.
The pull became stronger. Irresistible. I swept my gaze across the clearing, desperate to find the source of it. My eyes darted over the faces of wolves, servants, guests—but I couldn’t find her. Whoever she was, she was close. Too close.