Bride of the Beast
A trickle of trepidation itched at my armpit as I waited on the man to make a move, my eyes catching the gleam of an upside-down pendant that was glinting on a council member’s hairy chest, half hidden by the dark folds of his cloth.
Was that a cross?
An upside-down cross? I felt the line of my eyebrows twist together, wondering how peculiar it was before the Lycan’s voice broke through my musings.
“Fucking skinheads, we're going to have to go around.” Hector hissed, tugging on my wrist again and hunching down until he was almost shorter than me as we tiptoed to the dark line of trees that led around the back of the Castle front.
“I would say stay low Nola, but you're already low enough as i
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