LAMIA.
I had gone to the only other place that I had felt safe in a long time. The house that Zack had lovingly gifted to me. I shut and locked the door of the guest bedroom that I had put Chloe in and breathed a sigh of relief. At least she would be sleeping for a while, and hopefully, by the time that she woke, she would have calmed down. I had felt genuine fear seeing her charge at me, something that I had not felt in so very long. It was actually quite exhilarating. I began to head towards the bedroom that I keep here. It was the only room that I had really made my own. I turned a corner, and something felt different. There was a scent in the air. To me, it smelt kind of like wet dog mixed with something sweeter. I felt anger bubbling inside me like a volcano waiting to erupt. The sme
