Lincoln POV
My nose was still irritated by the smell of that god awful fragrance. I don’t know why she insisted on wearing it, even after three hours it was still assaulting my nasal passages. I longed for the day that I could smell her natural scent again, but right now, I would happily take that repugnant stench over the empty feeling of being without her.
I don’t know what it was, but even ten minutes without her had both me and Jet pining for her. What could I say? I had a horny wolf and she was the prettiest little thing in this camp. We had already had an encounter today, yet I still wanted more. I could probably take her over and over for days and still not have my fill, she truly was my addiction and it was only getting worse with time.
“Lincoln!” I huffed a sigh of frustration,
