Chapter 68 His stench

• RYDER
• Time seemed to slow down and the gust of wind brushing past us froze. My senses heightened as I took another deep breath just to be sure it wasn't my mind playing a fast one on me.
• I stiffened as the unfamiliar, foul scent emitted from her again. I'm not some celestial werewolf who can tag every scent to its owner, but this one was easy to do. Probably because I just recently met the owner of the scent again. It was Roland's scent, more like a stench, dammit!