With some nervousness, Terrence gained confidence in himself and took his cane to left his room and look for the alpha, he remembered very well his aroma.
A scent not very common for an alpha; peppermint, the smell of nature, the scent of life…. Something that Terrence would never forget. It was common knowledge that the alphas have a strong smell but Daemon was different, his scent was the complete opposite and unique.
After going through some corridors Terrence finally found him.
"Daemon…"
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A few hours before
"Damn it…."
Blausen threw the last intact vase in his room, he was upset, well actually it was more rage than anything and his room showed his anger in every corner.