What had possessed her to enter a vampire's den? She stood motionless, silently scolding herself, as the unmistakable odour of blood filled her nostrils. In her days as a wolf, she would have detected it well before venturing this far into the chamber, but her human sense of smell had let her down woefully.
A deep sigh echoed from above, signalling the creature's deliberate attempt to make its presence known. He wanted her to be aware of how close he was. Deep within, she held onto the hope that she could at the very least divert this vampire's attention away from harming others.
"Humans are rare in this world," the vampire continued, his tone mocking. "Useless to many, but they are very valuable to us. One can feed on your young, warm blood for years."
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