Damon

The drive home was long and quiet. Jasper kept throwing questionable looks at me from the mirror, but I ignored them, looking away.

We were almost home. I could smell it.

I relaxed further into my chair, slowly sipping the champagne from the cup as I get myself lost in thoughts.

There was only one thing that clouded my mind. The strange girl.

What was her name again? Aurora? It had to be that.

Judging from her scent, she didn't smell like an Omega, neither did she smell like a rogue. She had no wolf either. It was difficult to tell who she was. But I could swear I...