"The scent, could it have possibly be blocked by something?"

Link shook his head. "It wasn't being blocked. It was almost as though they barely had a scent at all. I know that sounds impossible. Everything has a scent. But — hey, I ain't fucking lying, so stop looking at me like that."

Aiden's eyes jumped to where Victor's fierce face had contorted into a frown, his bushy brows collapsing in on themselves. His body had formed a haunch, shoulders rounding as he braced forward on his elbows as he scanned the sheet in his hands.

"I don't think you're lying. I just don't know what this means for us....