Holden
“Why do you smell like bourbon?” She asks and backs away from me with her face scrunched up.
“I don’t know,” I respond. “All I drank was brandy.” I hold my hand out to her, and she doesn’t move. “Samantha.” She just stares at me. “I honestly don’t know why I smell like bourbon.”
“Where did you go?” She asks.
I don’t know if I am ready to divulge the pack's business to her yet.
I will eventually, but we need to trust each other first. “I was at another pack finalizing an alliance.”
She turns away from me. “Okay.”
I sigh. It felt so lovely to have her in my arms for that brief moment. Her scent still lingers on my clothes, and I still feel the tingles. Hyde was humming with happiness but now he is whimpering.
‘She still won’t let me in. I want to know why she was so sad,’ He
