Chapter 30

I stepped back, my eyes widening. "Blade, oh my gosh!" My hands began to tremble, my sweater falling off my grip.

Quirking an eyebrow, he glanced around. "What's that? Is someone watching you?" Returning his gaze to me, he took a step forward. I instinctively screamed, forcing him to a halt. "What's wrong? Why are you—" He paused, his nose scrunching up as he sniffed. "Your scent." He matched my stare. "Lyric, how could you have masked your scent for this long?"

Oh, now he could sense me? "How are you a werewolf?"

"What sort of question is that?"

"You know what I mean!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through my hair. "Why? I needed to be away from werewolves, and now this?" I paced around, fiddling with my fingernails. "No, no."

“ If you’re also a werewolf, then that means you've been marked!” he grabbed my arm pulling me to his chest, “you have a mate?” he frowned. “Who is he?.”

His hold on my arm was starting to get tight so I yanked my arm from his grip. “Let me go!”

Before I