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Chapter 37 A Price On His Head

Bellatrix Sinclair

Our eyes were locked in a trance, dread churned like acid in my stomach. I’ve never seen such violence, such bloodshed – it was disturbing.

His sinister smile was even more terrifying stained by blood. “Are you scared Ma Cherie?”

Lazarus strode towards me, malevolence dancing in h...