Chapitre 128: Book 2 : Chapter 26

In minutes, we effortlessly took down the guards outside. My pregnancy and the full moon was serving its purpose. I found that one punch could knock a six-foot man to the straight ground.

"Damn girl," Max said breathlessly as the last guard hit the snowy floor with a thud and a groan. "We could all do with a little full moon pregnancy from time to time."

We then made our way through the front door only to be faced by a wall of guards all armed with guns pointing towards us.

"Fucking shit," Max cursed.

"Well, well, well," a voice said in an Italian accent from behind the guards. They parted and a man stepped slowly towards them. "If it isn't Loren's little bitch and her exile of a cousin."

It was only when he stepped into the light that I recognized who it was. The descendent of Hecate we had first met in Naples only a couple of weeks ago.

"After the amulet I presume?" He asked lifting his hand to reveal a dangling a chain and pendant.