Carter smelled it the moment she stood up abruptly. His eyes rolled back at the familiar scent. It felt like a deja vu. The Alpha tightened his grip on the fork, his eyes unfocused and blurry.
He was aware that Amelia was excusing herself from the table, but all he could think was about her scent. His head tilted back as he tried to form coherent words to make her stop.
A low gasp escaped his lips as he suddenly noticed her exit the bunker.
Archer made a sound, staring at her retreating back, "That was weird."
Carter flared his nose as her scent was making him anxious. He tried hard to pay attention to the conversation at hand, but all he could think was about the omega. Why was she affecting him?
He clenched his eyes shut, a sudden flash of events taking over him. For a few seco
