"Stand up." He commanded me and as I scrambled to obey, he stood as well. He frowned deeply in displeasure. He reached out and ran his hand over my cheek. "How are your instincts? I can smell you so strongly." I swallowed softly as I looked into his eyes.
"I'm not the only one," I said as I saw the war waging in his eyes. He was also struggling with his, but he was on his suppressants now. He scrunched his nose at that.
"What did you expect, Oliver?" He ran a hand through his hair. "That I would find someone else just like that? That I would give up when you suddenly disappeared? When I was told you ran from the mansion like your hair was on fire? I have been looking for you ever since. Worried sick. Especially after I went to your place and found your pills on the nightstand." Even as h
