Ivy's POV
"What?" Adler stumbled over his feet, giving me a curious side glance.
Killian scoffed from within me. "You act like I shouldn't have noticed. We are wolves. We live through our nose."
"You are right," he admitted, looking slightly taken aback. "But no one has ever asked me directly."
We stopped walking and turned to face him. "Why not? Why has no one ever questioned why a wolf has no scent?"
Adler sat down, his eyes focused intently on mine. "Probably because of my rank, or my size."
"What's your rank?"
He tilted his head slightly. "I'm an alpha."
I nodded, unimpressed. "Alphas don't scare me."
A small huff of laughter escaped him. "I see that. But most people are. The sane ones, at least."
"Are you saying that I'm not sane?" I challenged.
His eyes widened slightly. "I didn't mean it like that," he backpedaled quickly, but I just laughed.
"Sure," Killian said through me, glancing up at the sky. "I have to go."
