Chapter 35

Irene’s POV I noticed the shift in the air, it’s like I was doing it right. “Dad?” I called. “Am I–” “Shh… keep going. You are almost there.” Dad replied. I gulped and balled my fist as I went back to focus. “You have to hide it completely.” I furrowed my brows. “What do you mean by completely, Dad?” I asked. “It should be like you aren’t there, even when you are there to a blind werewolf.” “How could that be possible, when werewolves had the most advanced and amplified sense of smell?” Dad heaved. “Well, that is why you need to be really good at this. It could save your life, and in other cases, it could help you.” I was still a bit confused. “A werewolf’s scent is one of the most powerful in history. I see no use why hiding it would save one's life. Shouldn’t I go around with my powerful Alpha scent and drive away possible treats?” “No, you shouldn’t. You will only get yourself killed, Irene.’ “Oh.” “Listen, hiding one’s scent as a werewolf is an important thing. It could be used as