Rexan felt the air shift as he walked into the classroom.
The classroom was thick with the scent of humans, a cocktail of emotions she could practically taste, anxiety, fear, happiness... even arousal.
Humans were such a complicated mix, their emotions layered and overwhelming, perhaps because they weren't coated in blood. She could smell it all.
She caught the faint scent of pregnancy in the classroom, though the overwhelming mix of other odors made it impossible to pinpoint who it was.
The air was thick, choking her senses, forcing her to focus on just one aroma amidst the chaos.
Attraction.
It stood out sharply, intoxicating and unmistakable, someone in the room was drawn to her.
"Mr. Gregory, you're late," Mrs. Holmes snapped, but he flashed her a dazzling, megawatt smile that had every girl in the room twirling their hair.
