CHAPTER 111
DOMINIC’S POV
“Don’t you smell that, Dom?” Alex asked later that night, after Kevin and I had watched Clara and Nico leave. He sniffed the air that smelt of burnt meat and charcoal, then looked at me, “you don’t smell it?”
“I prefer seasoned meat, frankly.”
He shook his head, almost as if he was disappointed, “Oh, come on, Dom. Where’s that little creativity in your mind, huh? Your wolf isn’t active right now?”
I frowned, and listened for a few seconds, waiting for a signal from my wolf. A tingle? A growl? Nothing. My wolf remained still and silent, which meant that he hadn’t detected anything just yet. I looked at Alex again and shook my head, “He’s active, but not reacting to anything. Just the smoked rabbit.”
He smirked, “But I can smell it, Dom. It’s coming, it’s comi
