Chapter 9 Sean
The smell of cinnamon and lime, both fresh and spicy. My lion dreams of rolling in it. Of course I felt the magic, like Owen, but this feminine and assertive smell far surpassed it. As Owen didn't mention it, I guess it doesn't matter to him, unlike me. It’s the scent of my partner, I’m sure. A metamorph could never be wrong on this point. Ashley assured us that she lived alone and I am sure she did not lie. Her heartbeat had no variation. So that’s her personal essence. She is in perfect agreement with the visual feeling that I had the day I met her. This gorgeous, luscious blonde is my soul mate, I finally found her. It remains to be found how she camouflages her delicious fragrance and where the magic we detected comes from. The two questions are probably linked. My deli
