Damien's POV
If someone had told me I would be tempted by a random scent, I would have argued it till daylight that it wasn’t true. Anaya’s scent was intoxicating. If I hadn’t pulled away earlier, I would have bitten her. I would have dug right into the skin of her neck, and she will feel intoxicated.
Her scent was heavenly. I could bury my face in there for days and not get tired. She smelt so great, but I knew what I had to. If she wanted to be safe, I have to be far away from her.
Paxton entered into the room. “Anaya was here?” He asked. I sighed without replying. He didn’t say anything else about it, and I was glad he didn’t.
“Your cousins are around.” He told me.
I looked at him surprisingly, “Cousins? How many?” I asked.
“Two men, and they are waiting in the living hall.” Paxt
