Chapter 73. Little Wolf

Mathias

I kept catching a whiff of the warm brown sugar scent on my way to the dungeons, again. To deal with more fucking wolves. I would be happy if I never saw another fucking were-wolf again, for the rest of my life after tonight.

The closer I got to the dungeons, the stronger the scent became, making my mouth water. Arcas was pacing in my head. I was glad for his presence, after being absent for so long, but his incessant pacing and growling was agitating the shit out of me. I was trying to remain somewhat calm and he wasn't making it easy. Again, I was elated by his presence, but his anxious feeling was causing my irritation, making my nerves grate and I could feel the buildup of something explosive, like I was going to combust any moment.

I unlocked the door to the dungeons, greeting the guards with a grunt. As soon as the door opened, I was blasted with the most intoxicating scent, that brown sugar I had been smelling before, a hundred times stronger, m