Chapter 35
Kyros “What?” Lynx said, turning to her sister. “Why aren't you as shocked by this revelation as I am?” Estella looked at me with apologetic eyes. “I first noticed it when I scented it on you when we first met,” she admitted, her cheeks pinkening. “More than the difference in certain features, you and Atlas have different scents.” she trailed off, searching for the right word. “I didn’t know why you smelled so differently at first, but after seeing the others it all clicked,” “You smelled the mortalness in their blood,” I added, and she nodded. “That's what my grandfather noticed when Atlas was born. He scented the mortal blood and noted the lack of the ears.” I said, consciously touching the pointed ends of my left ear. “He was even more upset when the lightning surfaced and not the
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