Chapter 30 30. The mating urge

Ronan

I circle her slowly, letting my gaze drag over her in a way that’s just deliberate enough to make her notice.

“Scent,” I say.

She groans. “Of course it is.”

“Problem?”

“It’s worse than hearing,” she mutters. “Everything blends together.”

“Because you’re not separating it,” I reply. “Same prin...

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