Chapter 33

　　Andrew POV

　　“She smells like you.” Logan mumbled.

　　“She does.” I smiled, running my fingers through her hair.

　　“I don’t like it.” he frowned. “But I would have her smell like you forever if it meant she would live.”

　　“She will.” I said quietly. “She is not dying.”

　　I caressed her cheek and ki...