Bound by Scent Chapter 2

A strange, embarrassing heat surged from deep within me.

My body was screaming to get closer to him. It felt as if I was the one who had been drugged, not him.

I tried to fight the instinct, but my breathing was becoming erratic.

Caleb’s thumb, slightly calloused, rubbed against the sensitive skin on the back of my neck.

"Don't... don't touch me..." I whispered, biting my lip.

A wave of inexplicable pleasure shot through me. My scalp felt numb, and my fingertips were trembling.

He leaned in until his lips were grazing my ear.

"I heard that if the pheromone injection is strong enough, even a Beta can be marked. Is that true?"

His voice was a low hook, dragging across my heart.

My head was swimming. I wanted him to hold me, to kiss me...

But for the past year, Caleb had refused to even look at me. He acted as if my very touch was repulsive.

Once, I accidentally brushed his hand, and he looked horrified. He’d spent thirty minutes scrubbing himself in the shower afterward.

The comments couldn't be true.

I struggled to push him away, trying to escape the suffocation of his scent.

But Caleb suddenly lowered his head.

He nipped at the gland on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin before he bit down.

The scent of heavy liquor flooded my system.

The last string of my logic snapped. I reached up, hooked my arms around his neck, and kissed him.