My mind had been so distracted with thoughts of Grace and how angry she seemed that I had failed to notice for some time that Wren and I were alone. I was so panicked by Grace's apparent threat that she may leave that my mind was so preoccupied I did not think of my other priority. But, as the scent of Wren only increased it became harder to deny her presence...
It was hard to deny that the scent of her was addictive. It tickled at my senses and called out for more. But I knew that destiny had bigger plans for me. I had a different plan to follow. A plan that had begun on that night all those years ago. I just needed to handle Wren in the nicest way possible. My destiny was no fault of hers.
