Not Your Prey

Gideon's P.O.V.

The lycan on patrol didn't react as if they hadn't smelled it, and my jaw tightened as I took another deep breath. It was rancid, like a body that had been left out in the sun for too long.

It grew thicker the further I walked into the forest, keeping my steps quiet as I felt the guard following me. It was natural for him to feel uneasy about me, but I knew that he wouldn't touch