I turned around to leave when I caught a hint of it on the wind—pumpkin spice. I whirled back around, my heart pounding so hard I could barely stay upright. She was here. The omega from all those years ago. And she was staring at me. A strangled sound I was sure I had never made before emerged from me, and she bit her lip, looking anxious. Fuck. I needed to get my shit together. Put her at ease.
