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Tessa’s POV The realization was in Joseph’s eyes as he continued to stare at me. Chief Mulligan was also staring at me, but his look was more out of curiosity than anything. I stared between them both, very confused. “Why are you looking at me?” I asked, a little worried clear in my tone. “Because there’s something about you that’s special…” Joseph said, almost thoughtfully. My entire face warmed as he continued to stare at me. “I mean your blood…” he adds. “It’s addictive. It’s almost potent. So, when others are around you, they obtain your scent for a short while.” “My scent?” I asked with a frown. “Like the scent of my blood?” “Vampires have a very keen sense of smell,” Joseph nodded. “So, we can pick up the scent of a human easily.” “So, what does any of this mean? What do vampi