Cameron's POV
I was shocked at hearing Greta’s accusation. Not only me but everyone around including Amy who stopped and gasped at Greta’s choice of words. Greta stood up from the couch and walked to Amy suspiciously.
“What are you talking about, Greta?” Amy asked, trying to touch Greta’s arm.
Greta grabbed Amy’s hand and brought her wrist to her nose sniffing it intensely, scrunching her face in disgust. My wolf was trying to take control over me and protect our girl from this awkward situation, but I stopped him.
“You smell like putrid meat with a hint of roses. That’s not how you smelled when I last saw you. What happened after I left?” She asked Amy.
Seeing the confusion in my mate’s face, I rushed to her side and took her in my arms. The sparks I felt were magnificent and the wa
