*Isabella POV*
Ethan stops like a dead weight, his grip increases on me. He head c***s with his eyes full of concentration.I can hear his sharp intake of breath, his eyes flit back and fourth as he concentrates.
"What is it?"
He is sniffing the air, I sniff but can't smell anything different. He looks at me his eyes completely black, I can feel strength radiating off him.
"Ethan?"
I am not scared of him I just want to know what is worrying him.
"I can smell a wolf and my wolf senses hostility"
"Impossible"
Now that I understand why the shadow college team all smelled different I know that I haven't smelled anything else like it.
"It's not strong, they may have just walked past, maybe"
But his face is twisted in worry.
"You can tell?"
"Bella, your mate is pretty great"
He ha
