Richter felt them coming for him and knew he needed to not only have witnesses, but his lies together.
“Tabatha has turned my niece against me.” He looked out the broken and dirty window thoughtfully before turning to face the covens gathered before him in secret.
In a cemetery full of them, a mausoleum was their meeting spot for the night. Needing to meet them all quick and without hesitance, he’d found the place they could meet in the middle. But as rats and other creatures scurried around undisturbed by their visitors, it was clear some were disturbed by them. And as one of his guests batted a spider away, she gasped when someone reached around her and caught it. Surprised by the large gentle hands, pink eyes swiveled to meet the towering giant’s dark maroon.
Ignoring the staring
