Tyrus's POV
He recognised the scent that wafted into his nostrils.
Standing at the entrance of Sapphire's large room, Tyrus scanned the surroundings for any figure. Then, following the familiar scent, he moved forward...until he bumped into a figure that seemed to be waiting for him.
Two masked men stood behind a tall oak tree, holding a masked woman captive. They watched Tyrus approach. As he sniffed the scent again, a wave of doubt...and strangely, pleasure...rushed through him.
He stopped in front of them.
“Identify yourselves,” he ordered. “Unmask yourselves and release the victim.”
“We thought she would’ve figured it out by now. Damn it,” One of the masked men muttered in frustration, which only confused Tyrus further.
“Where’s the Luna, Sapphire? She sent us on this mission, a
