Chapter 153

• Wolf blood smells different from most other things in nature, and a dead wolf is the most unique. It’s the smell of death, repulsion, and awful things, from the night of the courtyard when vampires almost killed me. It’s like the second our life essence drains, it leaves the red fluid rancid and potent so no animals will come and try to feast on remains.
• I smell it. Stay here. Keep Carmen back.
• Colton doesn’t turn to look at me but acts like nothing is wrong and wades further forward, increasing his speed, so he flips out of sight in a blink. I pause, grabbing her arm and finding her palm with my own to bring us back together to lasso her to me. I aggressively yank her back to my side to shield her from what she’s about to find.