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A Storm of Dark Creatures
1.
He usually has a pretty good nose, but this time around it's wrapped up in chocolate. Maybe that's why he sees her before he smells her. Or maybe it's just destiny.
Still, destiny's got a rotten sense of humour, because as soon as he smells her, he smells the blood and that makes him cringe.
But she's so pretty…
He peeks over his chocolate bar. She's reading a novel of some sort, fringe kept out of her face by the purple beany… because the purple hood would've probably had it falling forward instead and obscuring that cute face –
Okay brain, he thinks. Stop right there.
It's somewhat easier when he can still smell blood. Not that strong, like someone's bleeding from somewhere. Could even be a coincidence. Like someone's bled over the train seats and the janitor hasn't done a good enough job of getting rid of it.
Not good enough for a werewolf anyway.
Then the girl licks her fangs.
Damn.