Page 5 of Her Scent


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Impregnate hera voice roared inside as I moved to the edge of the rooftop.Make this human yours.

When I saw her staring up at me – I knew it was her, my woman,mine– I almost snapped. I almost leaped down to her feet, dug my nails in, slid down the brickwork then kicked my powerful legs through the window.

I imagined her whimpering and gasping as I reared back in my full form, showing her my massive throbbing hard cock, growling at her.

And somehow, she’d understand the growling, knowing I needed her.

Only a voice stopped me, my brother’s voice.

He’s the one who found me.

Liam’s only three years older than me, but he seemed much more experienced when I was twelve and he was fifteen. I was lost and confused when he saved me and showed me the way.

Never let a human see you unless they already know what you are. No matter what your wolfish mind says, the ways it tries to convince you, they will hate you and fear you, kid. Forever.

Only his voice made me turn away, breaking into a run.

I’m sprinting blindly away from her scent. Yet every instinct I possess roars at me to runtowardher.

But I know I won’t be able to stop the pounding inside of me, the drum beating in my chest that tells me I have to take her, take her now, never let anything stand between us. I’m burning up for her.

So I run away, using well-practiced movements to leap from rooftop to rooftop. There’s an art to scaling a city, one of the reasons I chose to settle here.

With well-timed presses of my powerful paws, bending my legs the right way, I can vault into the air, then land in a light roll.

Other shifters often break bones when jumping like this. They don’t know the proper way to land. They miss what they’re aiming for because they’ve never drilled their jumping technique.

It’s like in the gym. Practice makes perfect.

It’s true.

I’ve been around for a long time.

But this training goes deep. Deeper than my bones. Liam made sure of that.

Finally, I have to stop as I huddle close to a wall and look across to the next rooftop. It’s a long jump, and I’d need to circle back for a runup, but it doesn’t matter anyway.

There’s a well-lit garden on the roof, human scents clashing in the air, the bright lights and music rising above their chitchat.

Even now, so far from my woman, her scent still clashes with theirs. It’s a pull, like a hook through my chest, trying to drag me back.

To where I belong. Withmywoman.

With a soft growl, I move to the other end of the roof, guiding my heaving body as carefully as I can.

My training worked well, even when my thoughts were brimming with her. My woman at the window, and her young scent and curvy, juicy body.

I ran straight back to my car. It sits in the alleyway where I drop down.

Liam’s voice is in my mind, seeming so much older than me when I was a kid.Always return to where you changed, unless you have a very good reason.

I slump against the wall, slowing my breathing, forcing myself to begin the transition back even as her scent tries to keep me in wolf form. I’m twisted up with conflict, almost laughing when I feel how difficult this is going to be.

Usually, I have complete mastery over it.

Nobody – woman, man, wolf, anybody – has ever touched me like this before.

I groan as my body begins to reshape, as everything returns to its proper place, and her scent lessens but doesn’t go away completely. It never could.

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