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gloom, but he did see the trait of blond hair that appeared to run in Christian Blacknall’s family.
    “Christian, it’s this way,” Lord Baptiste uttered, pointing toward the woods before he started forward. “Did you find anything inside?”
    “What is this way?” Adam demanded, grabbing the back of the twill fabric on Christian’s jacket as he rushed forward with the two men. Why were they here? The question began to chant loudly inside Adam’s skull. “And what were you looking for?” he demanded.
    “His sister is out here, Baptiste,” Christian’s voice uttered as Adam wondered about both men’s sure movements through the murky woods. As it was, he had to hold onto Christian’s forearm to guide him through the dark tangles of branches and underbrush. He halted his retorts, listening to the two odd men.
    “There are two out here then,” Lord Baptiste expelled as a statement more than a question. “Trinity seems to sense the one still alive, but you can smell the blood of the other.”
    “Blood!” Adam exclaimed, feeling more fear stabbing him as one glowing shot of stark moonlight broke through the fog and tree branches overhead. He saw Lord Baptiste turn his gaze back to them.
    Lord Baptiste expelled sharply, “You’d best prepare him, if you insist on involving him. ‘Tis bloody.”
    Adam could swear he heard an animalistic bass snarl come from Christian’s direction, but then Christian said, “He’d be out here with or without us. Better with us.”
    Adam was startled at the yellow, animal-like glints he’d seen in Lord Baptiste’s eyes in that one moment when he’d looked back. He wondered why these men were out in the woods as if they knew some deadly deed was occurring and knew it before it had happened. However, most of all, the thought of something bloody up ahead terrorized him.
    “Beth!” he began to shout. “Beth!”
    “Here,” Lord Baptiste called, coming to a halt ahead of them. “But be prepared,” Lord Baptiste growled, halting next to Christian as he looked back at Adam.
    They are yellow beast eyes , Adam thought in alarm, nearly backing away from the entity that was Baptiste, who had growled his words like an animal.
    “Control yourself!” Christian shouted, and Adam watched Baptiste’s features contort as Baptiste stretched his neck toward the moon, then back down again.
    “‘Tis the blood,” Baptiste snarled.
    “I know, brother,” Christian uttered, grabbing Baptiste’s shoulder. “Fresh blood is the hardest. But we will resist.”
    Hardest what , Adam wondered? Resist what? He growled himself in scared frustration and plowed between both strange men, until he saw what was on the other side of Baptiste.
    “Oh Lord, no! Oh Lord!” Adam cried, crumbling to his knees in horror before the bloody and torn apart remains on the forest ground before him that had once been a woman.
    “Lady Ariel!” he cried at the blonde hair he saw, but more the tattered pieces of lavender silk.

 
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    B eth didn’t know how she stayed upright, but the vicious and snarling voice kept howling at her to, “Run!”
    It came from her left side, and then it stalked her from the right side. Suddenly it snapped right behind her and she could feel scalding hot breath wash over her bare buttocks. She knew the beast was playing with her. It meant to kill her. Its intentions loomed over her like its black shape. The more she screamed and panted, the more the monster howled and she was running out of breath and strength.
    She could barely see through the wildness of her long hair to keep from running head long into trees. Branches jabbed her flesh. The fact her gown was torn from her body, along with her petticoats, leaving only a half corset covering her waist, mortified her as much as terror gripped her.
    She was going to die.
    Trinity caught the flashes of alabaster skin off to the left and in front of where he ran through the brambles. The woman’s screaming