Chapter 19
With life once again flowing through her veins, Sugar stretched lazily on the pallet, a delicate moan escaping her lips. The sound drew Judas, and he walked closer to her, knowing beyond any doubt that there was no way he could leave her now, not with Death hovering so close, looking for an opportunity to take her soul. Reassured that she slept soundly, he backed out of the room, his throbbing head and the blood that covered his face painful reminders of his loss.
As he walked down the stairs, he stopped abruptly and looked around. The air reeked of a stench that smelled like death. Was Death still playing games? No. He knew this smell. It was the foul odor of bestial evil.
It was Lupercus!8
Later, in the woods…
He looked like hell.