Trishal's POV
"Hi," I managed to croak out through my throat, which had suddenly gone dry, though I couldn't do anything about my rising heartbeat.
"He reacts to fear; you should know this," my wolf chided as she stopped pacing and stood alert, peering through my eyes to look at him.
"Little wolf," he whispered, treading nearer until he was so close I could smell his signature citrus-chocolate scent mixed with sandalwood, beneath all that tangy, metallic scent of blood.
When did my wolf and I imprint his smell on our head?
I felt a hard shove unexpectedly as my wolf suddenly took over and pushed me aside to watch.
"What the..."
"Shhh," she hushed, simultaneously turning to Loren. "My Lord, Alpha," she said softly, bowing her head.
Trusting her as an extension of myself, I decided t
