Colby
The smell was something I could only describe as sweet, mixed with a hint of berry. I was overcome by the scent, unable to think of anything else. In the middle of talking with Michael, I stood up and started walking, entranced.
“Hey Colby, what are you doing?!” Michael shouted.
“I smell something. It’s—hard to focus on anything else.”
Michael grabbed my shoulder, forcing me to look around.
“You have a glazed-over look in your eyes and claim there is this sweet scent that I can’t smell.”
I blinked. “Yeah, and?”
“You found your mate.”
The two of us had been finishing our shared class together. I was going to head home and Michael was going to head home to his. Then I smelled that scent that was turning my mind into mush.
“There was a coming-of-age ceremony today?”
Michael su
