"But he also said that he was suspicious of you that night because you didn't have any werewolf scent. So why did you cover your scent in some way? Were you hiding from something?"
Now I was even more confused about David's identity. He had appeared at Aunt Carol's house early in the morning but seemed to have a close relationship with the pack's Alpha and knew a lot about us.
At that moment, I saw Aunt Carol coming down the stairs. She was still wearing the nightgown we had first seen her in, her hair a little untidy but with a particularly languid naturalness.
David also saw Aunt Carol, and he went up naturally, put his arm around her waist, and exchanged a kiss. They looked like a young couple who had just fallen in love. The air was filled with pink bubbles.
"Oh, the child is still here. Don't be like this, David," Aunt Carol complained, but I could see that she enjoyed being intimate with David.
I waved my hand to show that I didn't mind.
