Selena’s POV
“Magic doesn’t change your scent, my Azure Angel!”
My stomach dropped when I heard those words and a bolt of terror shot through me.
SHIT!
How? How after so many years of living with werewolves did I forget THAT?!
Panic flooded me, ice-cold and suffocating. My breath hitched, but the air seemed to freeze in my lungs. Again, the urge to turn and run was strong, but instead, I forced myself to look at him, ignoring how his dark eyes bore into mine.
“I-I---,” I stuttered, forcing a calm I didn’t feel. I swallowed thickly, my pulse thundering in my ears, but I pushed through: “I’ll be right back with your orders!”
I turned to leave before my legs gave out on me. But before I could take a single step, a strong hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. My head snapped around--- and I
