Chapter 13

• A Web-Infested Attic
• "Do you really think we could live here?" Blake motioned his surroundings.
• When they had finally reached Paris, it was unfortunately nearing morning. Apparently, this was the nearest place Avellana could find, and besides, there was something about this place that draw her in-something about its smell she supposed. It was more arousing than the humans' scent, and she was already struggling to guess what it was.