Another Head Hangs Lowly Novels & Stories

* Cerberus * The moon hung low and crimson in the sky, swollen like an omen. I stood at the highest point of the cliffs above the eastern ridge, the wind clawing at my cloak as if it could drag me into the night. Below, the river carved a silver wound through the valley, and beyond that, the shadows of Alpha Robert's domain stretched like rot across the land. The air smelled of blood and old promises.

the woman asked succeeding questions, her eyes carrying dark, heavy eyebags looking at him worriedly. He groaned once again and clasped his aching head, his dizziness getting stronger as his vision started to be moving in circles. His body felt like he was being dragged by the sea's strong, tidal waves and was so nauseating that he wanted to vomit his guts. "I'm really sorry I having you see me in this messy state right now," he apologized, looking at her fretful face. "I'm actually having a severe headache because of my hangov— what are you doing?" Adler was bewildered when she suddenly went to his side and wrapped an arm around his waist.