QUOTE : Are you going to bathe yourself?” he asked. I wanted to. My skin was not just dirty, it was also chilled, and I was still wearing his bloodied shirt. But I also wanted to be difficult because I was so freaking confused by everything, and as he had warned, I was tired. “What if I don’t?” “That’s your choice,” he replied. “But you smell of Casteel.” I jolted at the sound of his name. His real name. “I am wearing his shirt.” “That’s not the kind of smell I’m talking about.” It took a minute for me to get what he was referencing. When I did, my mouth dropped open. “You can smell…?” Kieran’s smile could only be described as wolfish.