Chapter 39 Enemy Lovers

• Jason’s POV (Alternate Reality)
• Her blood smelled like wildflowers and moonlight. Like something I'd been searching for my entire existence without knowing what I was looking for.
• It was wrong. Werewolf blood should smell like nothing but meat and fear to me. I was a vampire lord, I'd conquered three territories, destroyed the witch kingdom, and built my empire on the bones of my enemies. I shouldn't be distracted by the scent of one insignificant wolf.