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"Where do you think you are going?" Abby asked just as I turn automatically in the direction of the mate bond that has come to feel very familiar in the last few weeks.
The pull was there. Almost feeling tangible for me to put my hand out and brush against it.
"Seth. He is here." I say more to myself as my heart starts to drum in my chest. Excitement floods my veins, and i could not wait to see him again. Anticipation makes me bounce on my heels.
"Seth Martins? The human? That human?" Abby questions.
I nod quickly. Abby takes a big whiff of the air, trying to pin point him with his scent.
"The wild tree plant perfume must still be on him." I say when I realize she could not find his scent. Meanwhile I caught it easily, like picking up a thread.
"I can't even try to stop you now. You can go ahead. Leave me here with your best friend."
