***Ella***
I go back to the room and tell a now wide-awake Freya, what had happened.
"Oh goddess, Cass is so slimy. Obviously, you're hot and pretty, but I wonder what he wants with you all of a sudden? And to come on so strong like that. He's an heir to a fairly big pack, so he definitely has his pick of the she-wolves around here," she says, starting to put on her tights.
"Yeah, I could tell. Everything about him was just so seedy and creepy. Oh! Creepy Cass, it's perfect," I laugh. I walked past Freya to grab my shoes and she makes a disgusted face.
"Uhh...no...Cass has scent marked you," Freya says, looking at me like I am a mouldy piece of food, stifling a laugh.
"Scent marked me?" I ask incredulously, bringing my arm up to sniff it. Freya laughs at me for a moment before answeri
