Raven POV:
Panic detonated inside me like a bomb.
My scent.
She'd noticed my scent.
No, no, no—this couldn't be happening. I'd been careful, I had taken the blockers. I wasn't supposed to leak Omega pheromones. Not now. Not ever.
I froze where I stood, pulse racing in my ears. If Alex figured it out—if anyone figured it out—my father would kill me. Literally kill me.
"Stop!" I snapped, sharper than I intended, my voice breaking just enough to betray the fear rattling my bones.
Her wolf's yellow flickered brighter for a second before she squeezed her eyes shut, forcing a breath through clenched teeth. She braced her hands on the counter, knuckles whitening, fighting herself like she'd just been punched.
"I—shit," she hissed. "Sorry. I don't know what the hell—" She stopped, biting the words off before they could finish.
My throat was dry. My heart wouldn't calm. She couldn't know. She couldn't.
