- KATHERINE'S POV -
"Next time" I whispered to Murtagh. "Remind me not to book a visit to the catacombs while I'm pregnant".
He let out a nervous, throaty chuckle and gently squeezed my hand as we checked again with Maya the indications we'd fuond on the documents that I'd translated. We had been in the undergrounds of Rome for an hour, perhaps longer, and we were still wandering in that maze of tunnels without having found anything.
The cramped space and the humid musty smell were oppressive, stagnant, almost choking, and as if that weren't enough, my werewolf smell (that was now more sensitive than usual because of the pregnancy) continuously caught traces of the stench of death.
Yuck. That's gross.
“Okay. According to the sources, the witch ... "
"Wait a minute" Maya said. “Let me
