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One Hundred Seventeen: Lana
Lana's P.O.V
"You smell really bad now." Scarlett groaned, and I rolled my eyes at her. Of course, I did. I was covered in Nyla's infected blood. "You're going to have to rinse off before we reach Oliver, or your smell is going to give us away."
I paused mid-step, realizing that she was right.
"Where is the closest stream?" She asked as she lifted her head to point her nose up and took a deep inhale. "I don't smell anything close by. You may just have to roll around in some mud."
"I don't know where water would be. I've been restricted to staying close to the pack house since I was turned. The rogues wanted to kill me and Oliver, so we weren't allowed to go very far." I said, bending down to wipe some of the blood from my hands onto the dirt.
Scarlett froze mid-step and turned with her eyes sharply pinned on me. "I swear to the Goddess, if you are about to get me in trouble with Parker for letting you come out here, I am going to h
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