Lorien POV
By the time I finished scrubbing, my skin was raw angry and red beneath the scalding spray of water. Every inch of me stung, but I kept going, determined to erase the last trace of Rhael’s scent from my body. His cologne clung stubbornly to my skin, so potent I couldn’t understand how someone with wolf senses could stand to wear it at all.
Each time I thought it was gone, I’d remember the look on Auren’s face hurt twisting with disgust and I’d start again, scrubbing harder. I hadn’t expected him to react that way… not to me.
Then again, the whole reason I’d come here with him was to convince the other Alphas that we were mates. From his perspective, I had embarrassed him, shattering the illusion we had worked so hard to build. Maybe he had a right to be angry. But that didn’
