The door was already open when I arrived at the house covered in creeping vines.
Serene was waiting for me in her rocking chair on the porch. As soon as she saw me with her granddaughter in my arms, she hurried to stand, distressed. She didn’t ask what had happened, she didn’t need to—it was as if she already knew every detail of my arrival.
Of course the clairvoyant knew.
"Come in. Put her on the couch."
Any other vampire who tried to enter that house would be stopped by an invisible barrier like an impenetrable wall. We could only enter a residence when explicitly invited.
Which made me the only vampire with permission to access the Dyer family property.
The familiar scent of burned herbs and melted wax wrapped around me as soon as I crossed the threshold.
Arcano, the black cat wi
