KYLE'S POV
Her smell was everywhere, I couldn't seem to escape it. Every corner of the house had her scent embedded into it. My wolf was going ballistic, it took every ounce of concentration not to let him take over and do something we regretted. I could smell that there were humans at this party and the last thing I wanted to do was shift in front of all of them.
"Hey man, are you okay?" Paul asked me, we were standing outside because I couldn't breathe in that house.
"Yeah I'm alright, just needed to get out of the house, it's so stuffy in there." I sighed running my hand through my already messy hair. I knew Paul knew there was something else wrong, but I was glad he didn't push for more.
"Do you wanna head out? I'm not feeling it so much either? We'll just tell Sam to catch a lift with the others." Paul suggested motioning towards the house.
