Hearing my voice, she looked up to see me. Her face showed her confusion that mirrors mine. As if not believing me, she looked behind me to make sure there isn't any Kratos hiding there. She blinked twice before she took three steps towards me and sniffed. With pursed lips, she took three steps back.
Looking at her face, she was shaking her head in dismay. I raised a brow, "What?" I asked, wondering what's gotten into Phoebe, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Kratos' scent is all over you, I thought for a moment it was him who entered and not you. It's so strong," she looked at me while scrunching her nose and wiggling it like a rabbit would.
I paused. I guess spending time with Kratos and having him touch me all those time we spent in the lake, his scent rubbed off on me. I guess
