CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN
CAMILLE'S POV :
Liam mind linked me, "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice a bit above a whisper.
I closed my eyes, my mind reaching out to sense the presence of the threats. I could smell the familiar scent of the werewolves, but there was something else too. Something that was familiar and unsettling.
"I can smell something," I said, my voice audible. "Something familiar, but I can't quite place it."
Liam frowned, his eyes scanning the forest for any sign of danger. He could smell nothing but the familiar scent of the pack.
"What is it?" he asked.
I shook my head, my mind working to piece together the puzzle.
"I don't know," I said, my voice hardening with determination. "But they smell like people I should know or something.
"Hmm, well let's see what
