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Conri smiled, “I remember that feeling well.” We all went to the ball, and as soon as we walked in, Caleb started sniffing the air, “Something smells like chocolate and pineapple.” Kurt was sniffing the air, “I’m smelling Strawberries and cream!” Sylvie was smelling the air, “Oh mom! I smell leather and cedar!” I laughed at the three of them. They were all salivating on scent alone.

Sounded hazy. Liam didn't seem to hear my apology. He kept muttering to himself, clearly pissed off. He had a scent. He always had a scent. Every single living thing on the planet had it's own unique scent, but I couldn't perceive it. I could only smell the shampoo on his hair, but nothing else. He smelt like nothing. “Seriously bro, are you okay? You seem a little off this morning,” Liam asked, trying to substitute his anger for concern.

This was never what I had in mind. Figs and cinnamon. My senses are overloaded with the scent right now. It’s intoxicating to the point of making me sick. It’s coating my tongue, making me nauseous. Like when you pick of a bottle of great-smelling perfume, and decide to taste it to see if it tastes as good as it smells.

I replied, laughing even harder. She shook her head, but a small smile teased on her face as she turned back to the food. “Is that why you smell so good to me, then? Or is that just your cologne?” “I don’t wear cologne,” I told her. “None of us do. It interferes with our scents and our ability to smell properly.” “Oh,” she muttered. “Well, you smell fantastic too,” she said. “What do I smell like?” I asked her, curious to hear her answer, to know how much of my scent she could distinguish.

He wringed it and folded it multiple times before hanging it on the bathroom rod. After he was done, he took a shower, washing himself thoroughly, he could not get rid of the smell of Lisa. It was messing with his brain, how could he just perceive her and register her scent. He could feel his smelling sense probably grew better and he could recognize someone by their scent, but Lisa's scent couldn't leave his brain.

It’s like it’s seducing me. It is like a mixed scent of sweet cupcakes made of different kinds of roses. A touch of vanilla is also present on the scent. This is one of the perks of being a wolf. I have a sharp sense of smell and I can distinguish a smell even from a distance. Oh well, this nose is only good in terms of ahm… food. Hmp! I hate to admit it but yes, it is mostly usable when it comes to foods.

I continued "I'm twenty-one. And well I turn twenty-two in four days so you can guess when my birthday is." I nodded again and wrote it down. Once I was done writing down her information I looked at her, said "thank you", and walked away. I felt a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, realizing that I couldn't smell her scent. Everyone has one, some might smell pleasant to the nose like; fresh flowers or a fruit something mellow. While others might have a more pungent smell like; ginger or cinnamon, but with Adria I didn't get a whiff of anything except her floral perfume.

I tried to remember the last time I had smelled myself in the wind, the last time I had caught a whiff of my own scent and known it was mine. I could not remember. I had never perceived my scent since age sixteen or fifteen. I could not even remember which. The last time I did, I did not even remember the name of my scent. What had it smelled like? Flowers? Spice? Rain? I had no idea. It had been so long that the memory was gone, erased by years of nothing. "I cannot remember." I said. "It has been long." Adrian's eyes narrowed. He was watching me carefully, studying my face, reading something in my expression that I could not hide.

"Have you been feeling exhausted? Nauseous? Are there certain smells you suddenly can't stand?" Her expression changed in an instant.