Buried by My Alpha Crowned novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

On instinct, I leaned doser to froste and felt my eyes widen.

The scent had reappeared.

“Evelyn?” Froste sounded confused.

I took in a deep breath, the scent seeming even stronger. I looked up to see Froste’s eyes set on me. His expression had turned somewhat unnatural and he no longer had that calm demeanour that he’d put on.

“Evelyn? Is something wrong?” Cyrus sounded confused.

Froste looked like he was trying his best to stay as calm as possible. Despite this, I couldn’t miss how his hand seemed to tremble ever so slightly.

Haelor cursed under his breath and made his way closer to me. Without thinking, he pulled me aside, his eyes holding a questioning look.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“There’s this scent…” I began.

He looked surprised. “Scent?”

I nodded. “It’s a very pleasant one, and I just got a whiff of it.”

Cyrus looked a bit puzzled at my words and turned to Froste. Froste himself looked surprised by what I was saying.

Haelor’s gaze lingered on him for a while before he turned back to me. “Whose scent was it?”

I took in a deep breath, feeling my conviction strengthened even more. I knew there was no doubt I was wrong about it.

“It’s Froste’s.”

Haelor’s expression immediately soured upon hearing my comment on Froste’s scent. I didn’t need a soothsayer to help me read the look he had on his

face.

He looked miffed.

“You could catch his scent so easily.” Arthur noted, a look of eagerness in his eyes.

“Yeah,” I glanced back at Froste. “It just hit me and before I knew it, I could already pinpoint it as his. It smells…nice.”

“This is some promising news.” Arthur, stroke his beard. “You’re finally getting it back.”

Froste cleared his throat, turning his head to the side. Was that a blush on his cheeks?

I turned to Haelor who still had a hard look on his face. “Is that what’s happening?”

“Your sense of smell is coming back too. I think that’s some really promising news.” Froste added.

Cyrus nodded his head. “It does sound pleasing to hear that.”

Without realizing, a small smile made its way to my face. It seemed weird to think that just a while ago, I’d almost given up on the possibility of ever getting to experience this.

And yet, here I was.

“Congratulations.” Haelor finally said.

My eyes narrowed on him. There was an odd vibe I was getting from him. He was oddly…reserved. More so than I expected him to be.

I turned to Froste and then to Haelor, It didn’t make sense that his mood had suddenly taken such a shift. Was he upset…or could he be hiding something?

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Troste had a blank look on his face. I should have taken it as something else but I knew better.

I moved closer to Harlor, stopping just a few feet away from him. “You’re 1

hiding something from me,

aren’t you?”

“Absolutely not.” Haelor answered quickly.

A bit too quick for my liking.

There was definitely something he wasn’t telling me something he was keen on keeping to himself. The silence in the room had become deafening as all eyes remained fixed on me now.

I simply cocked my head to the side, gauging him for any single reaction. The general did a pretty good job of remaining stoic.

Troste on the other hand seemed rather content for my liking. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes as he glanced at Haelor.

His eyes turned back to me. “Well, the fact that you think my scent is nice says-”

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