THOR
Absurd.
Even as she stood just a breath away from me, I couldn’t smell her or catch a trace of her scent. Something about her felt so weird. I've thought about it severally, skimming through different suggestions in my mind. Yet, I didn't figure it out.
I had been tempted to send for her records from her former pack, to dig into her origin, to see if anything strange would come to light.
But I quickly discarded the thought. I had no intention of striking any cord of connection with Kestrel Wagner, the Alpha of Bisclaveret. That man wasn't in my good books.
I leaned against the edge of the table, deep in conversation with my Beta, when a familiar, feminine voice sliced through the air like ice-tipped daggers.
“Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
Freya.
I stiffened slig
