CALLUM
Her scent drifted back to me on the night air.
That had been the first thing I noticed about her when we met. Something soft and clean that clung to her clothes and hair. But underneath that, there was another scent that was harder to describe, something warmer and sharper that was just… Lila.
My wolf loved that smell.
I kept pace with her easily as she walked, my body weaving through the shadows while she moved along the sidewalk, lost in her own thoughts. From the way her shoulders were slightly hunched, I could guess what those thoughts were about.
Me.
The guilt sat heavily in my chest.
The least I could do was make sure she got home safe.
She turned the corner ahead of me and stepped toward the crosswalk, her attention still somewhere far away. I could hear the faint hum
