Hell!

Alaric was at loss for words. He truly didn't do anything this time. He didn't even touch the two women sent by Hershey to serve him.

"Yvanna, I didn't…" He wanted to say that he didn't do it, but the words were stuck in his mouth.

Yvanna's face was cold. It was like the first time he had seen her during that cold snowy night.

"My power amplifies my senses as long as trees or plants around me... You can't hide that disgusting stench from me!"

When she first met Alaric, his smell wasn't like this, but now, she could smell the strong scent of blood on him. She could also detect the faint smell of women which wouldn't be there unless there was close contact.

"You aren't the same man anymore, Alaric!" Yvanna muttered, her eyes shaking with anger and disappointment.

Alaric grabbed his chest.

Her words hurt him, but they were all true.

He was no longer the same man he used to be.