They had me return home, to have a bath and change out of my clothes, claiming they wouldn't last minutes with me without vomiting. To show how much they meant those words, they had me drive home in my car while they followed behind with theirs. It was odd since they hadn't done something like that before. My mates who were always scrambling to sit next to me were keeping as much distance as they could from me, telling me they wouldn't survive more than a few minutes because of my smell. After I had my bath and got dressed in a fresh pair of clothes, Mike drove us to the new restaurant. They didn't mention the friend I met or the strange smell, which was unusual. With the way they always behaved with me, I thought they would be all over me, trying to know who the man I met was and why I hugged him instead of shaking him. We had dinner, with my mates feeding me most of the time, and eating from my plates. We conversed like normal, and they drove me home after that. None of them said

John picked me up as he promised. He called me the moment he got to my office, claiming he was too tired to walk up the short flight of stairs that led to my office. This wasn't the first time though. My so-called best friend was the laziest man I ever met. “You arrived faster than I expected,” I said as I got into the car, smiling at him. “So, where are you taking me to?” I lifted an eyebrow. “You will see that. It took me some time to plan this.” He started the car and drove away from my car park. "I did my research well, knowing how picky you are." The moment we were out on the road, I spotted the familiar red car tailing us. John must have noticed them since he kept staring at the side mirror. “Do you know them?” He asked after a short while, still looking at the men in the mirror. “Yeah.”"Are they your workers? Or admirers?" He wriggled his brows. Sighing, I leaned on the car seat. “You can say they are my bodyguards. My boyfriend… S thought someone might mug me on my way

MITCH“Am I the only one still thinking about Summer's scent yesterday?” I lifted an eyebrow at my brothers, who were working hard on the desktops.“I'm still pondering about that,” Miles looked up, his reply instantaneous. “I said nothing at first because I thought you guys would think I'm crazy for talking about it.” “Same.” Mike glanced up from his system. “I'm still disturbed. Somehow, the scent is familiar. Like we have met someone with such an odd smell. It's strange, though. That's not the human odour we are used to.”“What if he's not a human?” I blurted out, looking up at them. “Have you thought about that?” “Yep.” Miles nodded, while Mike looked like it was the first time something like that had passed through his mind. “That was my thought when I perceived it.” I sat up, still looking at them. “What do you say we do?” “What else? We will just watch things out. Since our baby girl said she knows who he is, and went to college together, I doubt there's anything wrong

It was two weeks after meeting John that I noticed something odd about him. It wasn't obvious at first, and I seemed to have overlooked it when we were in college. Or you could say he started it new. He said something about feeling too lazy to climb the stairs during our first lunch together after the reunion, right?It turned out he needed my permission before he could enter both my office and car, something that didn't sit well with me. The first time I asked him to meet me at the office, but he asked something odd. “Should I come in?” That was his question when I called to tell him I was busy and would like to have lunch with him in my office. Playfully, “I told him yes, of course.” And that was why he met me upstairs. From that time, he didn't ask for permission and always came up on his way back to work. I had forgotten that incident until the day he came in a cab. I offered to drive to the restaurant he chose. Instead of entering the car like a normal person would, he asked

“Is there anyone who has an objection concerning this? You are free to make your thoughts known. We won't hurt you or fault you for saying your mind. You are free to whatever thoughts you might have. Everyone has freedom of choice. We will never force you to support what you don't want. So, what are your replies?” Mitch looked around, his gaze going to the big screen set up, to know if the ones watching us had something to say. Just like those in the hall, they knew objecting would only land them in trouble. “We support your decisions, Alpha!” They chorused, knowing it was the right thing to do if they wished to keep their heads. When they quieted down, Jeremy raised his hand. “I have something to say, Alpha!” He called out when Mitch didn't notice him. “Oh. Please tell us what you have in mind, Jeremy. Please keep in mind, that everyone is entitled to their choices. We are not forcing you to support us. You are free to speak your mind with reasons, just like Elder Mazi did. I'm no