Chapter 13 - John

I rolled my eyes when he darted into her bedroom. “Stupid cat.” I muttered and started looking around. I didn’t see anything personal on display. There are no family photos or photos in general. She had some lovely paintings on the walls. Sarael displayed a few knick-knacks on a shelf with her book collection. 

Her books were the most interesting thing she had. She had a large assortment. I can tell she’s read a few romance novels plenty of times, given the wear on their binding. Then she had some classics, horror, mystery, and thriller novels. But most of her collection was on the supernatural and history. It seems you can take the woman out of the hunter guild, but you can’t take the hunter out of the woman.

When she exited her room, I smelled her before she called out to me. I’d been trying to keep Irving in check bef