Chapter 6
The scent of blood clung to the air. Christian could smell it before he even entered the stone house, nestled on the banks of the Delaware, far on the other side of Philadelphia from his parents’ home. He scanned the faces of the rest of his party. No one else seemed to notice. Had their years of tracking Vampires, and consequently walking into blood baths, caused them to lose their sensitivity to the metallic odor, or was his nose simply stronger than theirs?
While the odor was offensive, he had to get past it. This was likely the most important night of his life. Soon enough, he’d be face-to-face with another monster, and this time, he couldn't afford to wet his pants and wait to be rescued. While he wouldn’t be expected to fight the monster all by himself, since even a small
