#Chapter13
Amelia's POV
I knew he was behind me. I stood up and turn around facing down. The closer he came, the stronger was his scent. His scent was seriously a blessing and a cruse.
It made me so happy when I smell his scent, yet it drives me crazy. It was the only thing of him I can have. No one else can smell his scent except for me.
/"How are you kids feeling?/" he asked looking at the kids. /"We are fine. Thanks to the Luna./" one of the boy said. He abruptly nodded his head.
He took a deep breathe before leaving. I turn around to see his retreating figure. From what I can see he has a slight graze on his arm, which is already healing.
I sighed in relieve. He was ok. I am happy that he is safe. I was so worried that something might have happened to him. Knowing he was ok, was such a relieve.