The owner of the deep voice was none other than Alpha Aeron DuskDraven, who had suddenly stepped out from his hidden position and stood in front of her protectively.
Selene felt dread seep into her bones, slow and suffocating, while countless questions swirled in her mind. What does he mean by leaving me to him? What does he want to do with me?
Did he recognize her? Or maybe he had begun to doubt her identity? But how could that even be possible...her enchantment was still working, wasn't it? There was still time before it wore off. Just to reassure herself, Selene darted a glance toward the floor-to-ceiling window, and an entirely unfamiliar face with different hair stared back at her reflection.
Her appearance was intact. Then was it her scent that had betrayed her? No… Her gaze fell to the bracelet clutched around her hand, it was still there, completely manipulating her scent.
