Chapter 32
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At the sound of her name, Luo Xin frowned.
Because it was still dark, she ignored it—but it became persistent. Luo Xin didn't care and continued walking, her steps steady against the wet pavement, the quiet night wrapping around her like a shield.
If it continued calling out to her in the dead of night… she would do the same.
Ignore it.
That was easier.
Safer.
But as she walked, the scent of lavender and chamomile suddenly wrapped around her like a blanket in cold weather, soft yet suffocating, familiar in a way she wished it wasn't.
It made her freeze.
Completely.
No matter how much she didn't want to acknowledge it… the thought had already surfaced, clawing its way into her mind without permission.
It was Shen Mei's… pheromones.
The moment the Alpha froze, the sound of hurried footsteps against the wet pavement followed behind her, uneven and rushed, as if the person chasing her had been running for far too long.
"Luo… Xin…"
"…Luo… Xin…"
