• Mood: amused
• Music: genevieve maynard — steer clear

Redolence

Declán ran, tail unfurled behind him like a flag.

Wolf used her manipulation of pheromones all the time, for everything from scaring a confession out of someone to an embarrassing headline at a biker bar. But when he tried to do the same, admittedly to pull the blonde with the luscious legs, things went awry.

Which was how he came to be running through the back streets of London with the blonde's German Shepherd hot on his heels.

Unfortunately, his attempt at chemical seduction was misinterpreted as I'm a bitch in heat. If Wolf heard, he'd never live it down.

Drabble for moonbeamsfanfic — pheromones
Part of the Wolf&Declán!verse