CHAPTER 1: Uncanny Scent

AURORA-

This world is divided into two categories, the whites (good people) and the blacks (bad people) but somehow, I felt like my father was grey, he had some good qualities and bad ones too, all my life he’s been shady about his identity, even though he was trying to hide something from me, I still sensed something fishy but never tried to learn anything behind his back.

It always felt weird as I grew up in an environment where no female was present to take care of me, my mother died when I was young and my father named it as a car crash.

However, I don’t believe it, it was more than just an accident but I chose not to be rebellious as there might be some reason of him lying to me moreover, I was a kid back then, but they say that I'm exact replica of my mother.

She was a Goddess in terms of beauty, her amber eyes stole my father’s heart and I inherited the same from her, it’s heard that my dad had a rival because of my mom, he wanted to own my mother but instead, she fell in love with my dad and both of them became enemies since then.  

Now he just has a superiority complex and wants to act like he’s the greatest of all and looks down on us Ogres, my dad has forever been secretive about his life and I don’t know why he and his subordinates leave the house once a month.

I've been seeing it since childhood but didn’t have the audacity to ask him so I instead chose to ask Mr. Fenrir, he was my dad’s right-hand if that’s what it’s called but he didn’t answer me either and beat around the bush every time.

I tried to forget everything and move ahead with my life as one day the time will definitely come when my father would explain things to me.

“Alaric is trying to become the Lycan now, we’ve gotta be stronger not to mention today is that day of the month, he’s trying to trigger the curse of his so---” Fenrir spoke to my dad I heard them while passing by, was it right to eavesdrop on someone’s conversation?

“What’s a Lycan, dad? What curse are you talking about? Isn’t Alaric the one who was in love with mom?” I asked and both of them stood up abruptly as if they got caught while committing a crime, my dad crossed his fingers and I knew he was about to lie again.

He had the tendency of crossing his fingers whenever he had to lie and I inherited the same from him, so in the end I stopped caring about these things and gave up questioning even if I saw something fishy. But I knew the, ‘that day of the month’ which was today, they’d be leaving once again and I had zero interest in their surreptitious life. Also, he was eventually gonna lie so it’s better to be in the dark then to know wrong.

“Never mind, carry on, I'm going to the university. Oh! And my friends and I are going on a trip for a month or so, see you once I'm back.” I spoke while taking a sip of my coffee and hugged him as I would be gone for a month now.

“Uhm, o-- oh! Okay, be safe, princess” he spoke and I nodded, everyone says love you or come back soon but my father had always said ‘be safe’ as if I was walking into danger every now and then.

I used to study while all my friends spent time with their someone special, they call each other soulmates but that doesn’t ring a bell to me. What the fuck is a soulmate? My mother died leaving my dad alone, how is she, his soulmate?

Our conversation would usually end with a fight if they start talking about love, and that shit ain’t for me, I don’t live in a fantasy world as it’s named ‘fantasy’ for some reason to begin with.

“Aurora Ogre? You’re late again!” my teacher spoke as I almost missed my lecture, this wasn’t something new though as I always get busy taking care of the animals on the street.

I was about to answer her but, suddenly someone bumped into my shoulder and walked past me without even apologizing, I felt a strange scent coming from him and my eyes went to look for the person who just strolled beside me, it wasn’t similar to any fragrance I've ever sniffed.

I saw a huge figure with broad shoulder and lean back, his height was more than 180 centimeters without a doubt, his broad structure helped me find him easily but was still away from me.

I kept on looking at him, I couldn’t forget the aroma that went deep inside my brain and skin making me think about him.

It made my heart skip a beat and I always thought there’s nothing beating inside, I grew even more curious to know where it came from and walked away from the door of the classroom.

“I won’t be marking you present, know that” my teacher shouted on top of her voice but I was too busy to find the person who was just near me, who was he? Where did that scent come from? Why was it so different and why I'm curious to find him?

I didn’t get to see his face, his head with a man bun and his tan skin was all I could see from behind and chose to follow him, if I'm getting on with it, I better complete the task.

I skipped my lecture listening to my instincts and found my steps behind his, what I was doing wasn’t appropriate but had to in order to kill my inquisitiveness. He suddenly vanished into thin air and I couldn’t understand what just happened, I was following him and wasn’t even blinking my eyes, so what just happened? Where did he go?

“Who are you? Why were you following me?” I felt someone pulling my hand taking me out of the crowd and I didn’t have the energy to fight the broad structure. He brought me inside the men’s washroom while I kept on looking at his eyes trying to understand his emotion.

He circled an arm around my waist to keep me steady, securing my soft body against his chest, I sensed electricity arcing between us and again felt my heart pounding but this time louder than usual.

His eyes were fixated at mine and the scent I chased was too close, closer than I wanted it to be. His tall figure had me buried against the wall as I could see nothing going on behind his back.

“Leave this place” he roared at the fellow students occupying the room and it got empty in an instant, he hid me under his chest so that I couldn’t be seen as this was the men’s washroom.

My face was buried inside his torso and the scent grew stronger, I felt myself losing it and it wasn’t something I've experienced before, I’ve never found myself in such a situation even though I was asked out many times.

He kept on staring at me with his light brown eyes, but all of my focus was on the aroma he had. I gulped in nervousness as he wasn’t moving away from me but instead placed his hand on my neck.