Nora's POV
Julian was getting closer. Marcia's face instantly went white when she heard me say "Blood's Call." She anxiously bit her lip. "What do we do? That Hall family lunatic shouldn't find me here yet."
"Where is your closet?"
"Second room on the left upstairs, on the right side."
Guided by Marcia's frantic directions, I quickly dashed upstairs, pulled out several highly scent-attracting items like scarves and sweaters, and immediately raced downstairs to grab the scent-neutralizing herbs from Marcia's backpack.
My movements were swift, without a second of hesitation. My steps on the stairs made almost no sound. The air was thick with the scent of anxiety mixed with herbs, and even the sound of my heartbeat felt too loud.
"Nora!" Marcia watched my rushing figure. Her legs couldn
