Artemisia

His scent envelops me before I can recognize him fully, with my eyes adjusting to the dark.

“You’re drenched." I smile as Cayden frowns at me.

“I didn’t think. I just started running here,” he says, making my heart flip happily.

He looks around, stepping closer. “Why are you all alone?”

I tilt my head, looking at him questioningly. “I’m not alone.”

“I’m here,” Hendrick says, making him turn around fast. “Didn’t you smell me?”

“No,” Cayden ...