25. Unexpected request

Her scent is changing.

And everything I am is going completely insane trying to understand it. She does not smell like spring flowers anymore. It’s pulling close to sweet, almost ripe fruit. Strawberries, vanilla, cinnamon - all sweet notes that make me go insane.

Knox, the wolf that has no will of ever being patient, is pacing and howling like a madman inside my head. He is not happy. He think someone has laid their hands on his mate. He thinks she has been spoiled and in his mindless head, he wants nothing but to shred something to bits. Of course, that something could end up being his own mate.

I could not allow something like this to happen. I could not allow that part of me to go senseless and bestow judgment left and right as if he owned the right to do so.

Something told me this had nothing to do with another man. This had something to do with her, and her only.

Of course, seeing her friend this close, this touchy and handsy, this eager to get her away from me, does make a