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When Wesley heard my question, he rushed in and said in disbelief, "Maggie, I'm your mate." With trembling hands, he tried to touch me, but I immediately pulled my hand away. "Don't touch me. Get away." My icy tone made him freeze on the spot. "Maggie, have you forgotten me? We have bonded for life." Instantly, my head started to hurt. Wesley tried to come closer to me. In the past, his scent could always calm me down. However, at that moment, I only found him strange and oppressive. "I said, don't touch me." My tone was still icy.

He proved that she is unworthy for the role. Six months. Her six months of hard work has gone wasted and it is all because of him. What if her mama is back in the company? Can’t she attend the board meeting as the creator of perfumes? If this merge is happening then it is her who will decide about the scent which is to be sold to Romano group not her mama, not the board, not anyone but her. Why did he say her presence is useless? Though he didn’t say that literally, his intention was clear.

"But I also saw suspicion. She was watching me when I came in earlier. I don't know why, but she was looking at me like I was… an equation she hadn't solved yet." My blood ran cold. "The scent. She noticed the perfume." "What perfume?" Rachel looked genuinely confused. "Yours! That expensive floral scent. I noticed her reaction. Rachel’s eyes widened, a flicker of genuine fear passing over her face. "That’s ridiculous! It's subtle! She's distraught!"

before I learned the kind of attention it could attract. *** SAINT. I adjusted the cuffs of my black shirt, straightened the collar, and gave myself one last look in the mirror. I looked immaculate and lethal. To crown it all, I grabbed my perfume – Obsidian Sin by Sartieux. Ten thousand dollars a bottle. A scent banned in three packs for being too... distracting. I always say this... If they don't remember your name, they'll remember your scent. Before I speak, they'll smell me. And they'll know who owns the fucking room.

Downstairs, the faint sounds of Lucian’s voice carried through the marble halls, followed by the lingering scent of his cologne floating upward. That scent has a habit of finding me when I'm at my weakest. The strong scent of amber and musk with a hint of oud send my nerves system on over drive.

I’ve been completely scentless, cut off from all of it like that part of me just stopped existing. So why now? The scent presses harder, and my stomach twists suddenly, sharp and uncomfortable. I swallow, trying to ignore it. Shantel shifts closer to me, still covering his nose. “Just ignore them,” he whispers. “They’ll leave soon.” He still thinks I’m an Alpha. Which means I’m supposed to be fine. I straighten slightly, forcing my expression to stay normal even as the smell settles heavier in the air. But it’s getting worse and feeling really annoyed now, I look up at the bald head in front of me, and a nice blow will twist his fucking jaw.

I couldn't wait for English class to give Celia back her clothes because the scent was driving me insane. There was the rich clove scent that all Moonless Night Pack members shared, but her specific scent was tart, citrusy and sweet honey. Her scent was amazing. I guess I had never gotten close enough to smell her before, because I would have sat closer to her just to inhale that delectable scent.

~ELARA~ I always thought the Moon Goddess was kind, but as my fated mate looked at me with pure disgust, I realized she was a sadist. In the Eclipse pack, most wolves carry this scent of cedar, spice or something wild. Me? Nothing. I’m just a blank space. And everyone here is happy to fill that emptiness with their hate. They call me 'Scentless Mutt.' It’s the only name I’ve ever known, and they never miss a chance to shove it down my throat.

Lucien shoved me in first, then slid in beside me, Kael got Theo in the back pulling him across his lap. Lucien drove, tires screeched. In the back seat, Theo was shaking violently. sweat beaded on his forehead, his scent was overwhelming, heat , raw. It almost made Kael and Lucien lost control. Kael's face went White. "Rian," he called voice tight. "Do something." I reached back, grabbing Theo's hand. my own scent slipped out-controlled, careful, Enigma pheromones is meant to soothe and can also be very dangerous.

If it was a computer she would have send them straight to the recycle bin and also cleared the bin itself. But she was not. You see the author of the 5Am club said we humans have a tragic habit of remembering those things it will be so important for us to forget and forgetting those it will be wonderful to remember. Her weak feet carried her body to the window, she opened the large windows and rolled the curtains. The stench still filed the room. She went for the air freshener and sprayed in the entire room tears rolling from her eyes, sniffles could be heard too. She then collapsed on the bed and covered herself head to toe.