Alpha Edward’s POV
It's been more than an hour since she left, but her scent lingers in the room. What's more surprising is that she smells so different. A few weeks ago, she had this rusty, musty scent, but suddenly, she smells so fascinating. I couldn’t really place the scent, but it was alluring and fascinating.
To get more of her scent, I lay on the bed and sniff the remnants of her scent, and god, it's turning me on. I could vividly feel my whole body reacting to it. “f**k!” I grunted and left the bed.
Pacing around the room, I began to wonder what was actually wrong with me. Why was I acting differently towards Amanda, a lady who killed my mate? Why was I not hating her like I should? For goodness' sake, she killed my mate! Why was I forgetting that all of a sudden? “Something do
