Mia remained huddled behind the canvases, her heart was beating so violently against her ribs she was certain it would shatter them.
The scent, that cold, iron-like wolf musk was from Leo's dad right? She was sure she had gotten that scent immediately when he passed her. Besides, the scent still lingered in the air, clashing with the scent of citrus and sandalwood from the Cologne Leo had sprayed earlier.
Leo waited for sometime, his body was as rigid as a statue, before he finally moved. He pulled the closet door open, his face pale and eyes wide with a frantic sort of relief.
"He’s gone," Leo whispered, reaching a hand out to her. "Mia, are you okay? I’m so sorry. I didn’t know he’d be back so soon."
Mia didn't take his hand. She stepped out of the closet. She didn't look at Leo, sh
