The smell of pine trees filled her senses as if Sophia were standing in a forest on the northwest side of the country. What was once a comforting scent became suffocating.
The beautiful fresh scent became so intense it was like the forest lit on fire and started to burn her nose and throat as she succumbed to the smoke. Her body was weak and she knew her nose was bleeding again.
As much as she tried to wiggle away, the grip on the ropes tying her hands together became tighter and she was forced to submit. She felt she could hardly move her body at the smell of Angelo alone. She knew it was pheromones.
It didn't feel fair that someone could do this to her against her will. She was so inexperienced in the ways of alphas and omegas. The realization that she should have asked so much more before that point struck her.
