*** Sienna’s P.O.V ***

I looked at his appearance with a strange look on my face. Why is he dressed oddly? That was when that scent hit me. He doesn’t smell like my Ala… I mean Alan. He smells completely different from him. I can smell cinnamon and chocolate in the air.

He smells like my favourite. I looked at him again and saw that he already stopped walking. He was also looking back at me with a similar strange look on his face. I gasped as his eyes changed colours revealing the beautiful silver eyes of his wolf.

Then he growled and called out, “Mate!” My feet were rooted...