It was true, if Eclipse had used her senses more than her instinct of making sure she could shield herself from animosity, then yes she would have smelled the common smell in him. The smell of her father and another woman. She either did not want to notice or thought of it as something to do with the news he had given to her about her father being dead. She also liked the fact that she was his single child.
Now she was being forced to acknowledge it and her ears went back and she scowled more, if that was even possible. So this was why he hadn’t taken her, why he had to give her the news of her father? Is that why he seemed obligated to meet her every time she passed Salsola? She couldn’t help but lower her eyes; “So... you are my brother aren’t you.” There was no denying it, she smelled cousins from her mother’s side, an aunt from her father’s side, there would be no mistaking a sibling. She swallowed but said nothing. How long did he know, the whole time? She could feel anger and indignation rise up in her, she had been in the dark the whole time, and yet... he didn’t hide his scent. She just hated herself right now.
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