It felt like I had just fallen asleep when I was woken up by knocking on my door. Without waiting for my answer, Luke came into the room. I guess I should be happy I sleep clothed. Who walks into someone's room without waiting for a reply? What if I was changing? I shrug it off, though I mean I am in his house.
"Umm, Lila," Luke says, running his hand through his blonde hair. "I have a couple of questions." He says, almost sounding embarrassed.
"Okay."
"Most rogue wolves smell like rogues. I know that doesn't make sense to you, but they have almost a sour scent to them. You though, you don't have the smell. I thought maybe it was because of your mate, but I asked Donte as he's the one who showed you to your room yesterday, and my grandma didn't smell it either. Can you ask your wolf w
