Chapter 88

Third Party Point of View:

The faint scent hit Nolan like a slap to the face.

He paused mid-step in the hallway, nose twitching, instincts snapping to full alert. The scent was almost masked by the sharp tang of alcohol and lingering perfume, but there was no mistaking it—not for a trained warrior like him.

Wolfbane.

His heartbeat picked up, an ancient primal fear curling in his chest. The scent w