Kendrick POV - Monday night

I felt Hope's breathing become steady and her body relaxes in my arms. I closed my eyes and lowered my head, nestling into the curve of her neck, pulling in a sharp intake of breath and smelling her scent even more. Most of the she-wolves have a sweet smell, many remind me of flowers, vanilla, honey, and caramel, among others, of course always with variations, but Hope always had a different smell, strong, striking, and not sweet, despite a touch at the end like a natural perfume, the top notes remind of French Ladder, Sage and Cassis, while the body notes remind of Nutmeg, Clover...