Chapter 2: Mate(s) x5
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Chapter 2
~Rhiannon’s POV~
The first thing I noticed was the cold. Sharp, biting, and deep in my bones. The second was the wild scent that assailed my nostrils.
It was neither rot nor mould nor stone nor blood.
It was them.
The scent struck like a blow to the chest—feral, wild, heady.
Leather worn in battle. Crushed pine needles. Spice and smoke. Fresh steel. Sun-warmed skin after a run under the moon.
Five separate scents, potent, different, and all twisted together like a storm fighting for space in my lungs as if they were trying to prove something just by being near me.
My eyes flew open, and I shot upright too fast. The cold chain at my neck clinked against stone. My wrists were bound but loose enough to slip free if I wanted.
Perhaps, they weren’t worried I’d run.
Smart because I wouldn’t. Not yet.