The Pack's Rebels
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The smell of death and blood combined nauseatingly on the movement of air from within.
“Dead blood is intoxicating to vampires,” Talen murmured, barely audibly, and Heath glanced up at his mate. Talen looked down at him. “Something to be aware of, my mate,” he told him. “Never drink a liquid that you cannot see through around people you cannot trust, and don’t be tempted to bite the zombies during battle with them.”
“Good to know,” Heath replied.
“Mhm. I prefer red wine,” Talen told him as the soldiers within the room called out “clear” and those around them began to move in. “But I will drink whiskey in situations where I need to exercise caution.”