Chapter Forty five: Not affected

Zolan was not surprised that there were already a few Werewolves hanging around outside – in fact, he somewhat expected it. She was not even bleeding anymore and yet her scent was like a spilled perfume.

Seeing that Leon was the one who blocked the Werewolves from barging into the library, Zolan looked at the man with curiosity. Everyone, most obvious being Levy and Reed, still had their eyes at varying stages of red. Thus, what could be expected of the common Werewolves who were also still deeply affected as though they were drugged with an extremely potent poison.

But as he turned to look at Leon, the half-blood did not seem to be affected by the scent like the rest of them were?

Zolan nodded at David to keep their comrades in check until the scent was completely gone before he approached Leon.

"All of you, leave this place, now. It's an order from His Highness." Zolan said. The Werewolf hesitated but when the air was finally clear from that sweet but deadly scent, their eyes calmed