BRYN
We gathered in my room, Len, Amira, Filin, and I. Because we had encountered problems. Big problems.
“I just can’t do it anymore,” I wined to my colleagues, “Without the brooch, I need some rest. I am drained!”
“If you take the illusion off then every werewolf in the house would feel your scent,” Len concluded even though we all knew that already.
“But if I don’t, I’d lose it soon anyway. Maybe we should run away somewhere for the night. Just a few hours of good sleep will do,” I fell to one of the chairs and closed my eyes. It was even hard to move my hands and legs at this point. Wearing an illusion was hard. The lily brooch was charging my inner reserve but at the moment it was gone. And I had to think of something else.
“There is one way to cover your scent when you s
