Slater
Kael's room still smelled like her.
It was laced with the faintest hint of that sweet scent that had been haunting me ever since she'd shifted.
I stood leaning against the door frame of Kael's room, watching Rhett and Kael argue.
After we'd successfully smuggled Charis back to the dormitories, both boys had immediately launched into a heated debate about who was "more" of a mate to her.
"I've been drawn to her from the very first day," Rhett insisted, "Even when I thought she was a boy, there was something about her that called to my wolf. That has to count for something."
"It's the same thing for me and even better. I've always liked Ea-Charis," he chuckled. "I mean, what was there not to like, but looking back, I think my wolf was trying to tell me that she was special because everything was conflicting. I thought she was a boy."
