Chapter 12 Scent

• Times like these make me rethink whether I like Layla's rebellious nature or not. Ethan's hands transformed into claws, and he raised his hand to strike Layla. I wanted to stop him, but I didn't know how. I am scared, but Layla and Matt are still standing without even flinching... {why do these stupids have to show courage in the most problematic situation?} ... He was about to hit her when he stopped suddenly. He raised his head and sniffed the air. Suddenly his whole demeanor changed, his elongated canines went back to normal, and the same happened with his claws. His all focus turned to something else, which I couldn't point out. His breaths became rapid, and I looked at Matt and Layla, who was looking at me with wild looks.
• "What?" I asked them, and Matt took a step toward me, but Ethan growled as soon as he did that.
• "Holy fuck, we can smell your scent, addy," Layla said, and at first, I got confused... {I just took a bath, dude}... but then my brain registered her statement. They can smell my scent when I have not even used the scent that mom gave me.