Damon's attention was on Talia, and he observed her intently as she moved through the forest. Her every move was graceful, leaving him in awe.
Did she know that she moved without disturbing the foliage she walked through? Even his top scouts would have a hard time if they compete against his kitten in trekking without leaving traces. And if she combines that with the mixture of herbs she used to take, she would be nearly invisible.
Talia was amazing, and the fact that she was clueless about it only made Damon love her more.
Damon smiled when the breeze wafted Talia's citrusy sweet scent of freesia toward him. He knew that taking those herbs to suppress her scent was important, yet she stopped taking them because he said that he loved her scent. The girl who was always hiding wanted him to find her. That warmed his heart.
