NALEDI’S POV
One order. Two words.
That was all it took for the most pleasant scent of earth and flowers to fill my senses. So much so that I doubled back in shock. Another peculiar thing was that I could tell exactly where they were coming from.
Marcus.
It was all Marcus. His scent wrapped the air like a proud peacock and that's when I felt it. His essence. Earth. So much earth that it felt like I walked into the woods. Wild earthy scents mixed with the allure of beautiful sweet flowers.
“Your essence.” I gasped in a small voice, basking in its regal glory. “It’s beautiful.”
That was the only word I could manage.
“I never want you to hide your essence. It’s so intoxicating, and unforgettable. Does all witches have this kind of essence?” I asked, barely able to contain myself.
