The scent radiated strongest from her neck.
It was fucking unnatural.
Fenrir stirred—just a flicker. I paused to decipher it, and it turned out to be recognition.
What is she?I pressed.
I don’t know, he replied faintly.
It was gone.
Something was wrong with him, but I didn’t stop. I breathed through my mouth and hauled her over my shoulder.
The guard opened the door as I approached. I jogged down the stairs, checking once more that there were no cameras I hadn’t already accounted for.
When the other guard opened the car door, I shook my head.
“The boot,” I said.
He didn’t hesitate. Just obeyed.
I didn’t want to smell her on the way to the docks.
Chapter 12
Lielit
I shivered as I woke, instinctively trying to curl into my bed.
The cold didn’t fade.
I opened my eyes.
My head felt impossibly heavy. I stayed still as my stomach lurched, bile burning the back of my throat. The room was dark—but not my dark. Not familiar. Stone loomed where walls shouldn’t have been.
Panic stirred, sharp and nauseating.
Think.
I’d been in the office—
These walls were ancient. Rough-hewn. Close.
I tried to sit up. A violent cough tore from my chest, forcing me back down as dizziness slammed into me. I lay there, breathing shallowly, waiting for the spinning to slow… for the sickness to ease.
It didn’t.
“Did you think I wouldn’t come for you?”
His voice echoed in the confined space, sharp enough to make me clutch my head.
Prothero.
Seven weeks. We’d thought we were free of his madness.
How foolish of me.
I forced my eyes open.
