CHAPTER 195 Wake Up and Smell the Hierarchy

　　~ RIG ~

　　I stood there, stunned—and truly apprehensive for the first time. No wonder they hadn’t wanted to hear from me. No wonder they thought I was trying to deceive them.

　　Instinctively I flared my nostrils, trying to pull in his scent, but it danced away—the breeze was low this deep in the forest, but it ran in his advantage.

　　So that’s why he’d kept his distance? To hide his Alpha state? But why? I was on his turf—he should have wanted to own every inch of my breach, his body responding to the offense of it, his scent rising so I’d catch it.

　　Why was he keeping his distance—still? What didn’t he want me to know about him? He was strong, but… if I was reading him right, I was stronger.

　　Was there something about him I would learn if I took his scent fully?

　　‘Something’s going on here, something weird,’ I sent to my friends and Cara. ‘Watch your back.’

　　‘He doesn’t want you to scent him,’ Mack muttered.