Elara Wynn

The bespectacled man nodded. “Correct. Based on the sample provided by Alpha Draven. That’s the main reason this formula is so difficult to recreate. The last ingredient isn’t something you can find on the market. It’s... the natural scent of a girl’s body.”

My jaw dropped. “Body scent? That can be processed?”

“Of course it can,” he replied. But he hesitated, then rephrased, “However, this perfume... isn’t an ordinary perfume. It functions more like a ...