DENVER.
I couldn't believe she was the one standing in front of me.
At the start of the ball, I could swear I caught a glimpse of her and a whiff of her vanilla scent in the air. She captured my attention amidst the tens of thousands of people in the crowd.
But I shook my head confidently—it couldn't be her.
Perhaps she had been infused deep into my mind that I was now seeing her where she wasn't, scenting her when she had disappeared for six years now. I remember pushing a hard lump down my throat, forcing her out of my head like it was even possible.
For the past six years, Eliana was all I could about.
Some days, I was filled with worry about where she even was. Being a rogue was no easy feat, especially with an Omega like herself. She hadn't been out in the world and it scared m
