Chapter 49Though Jonah had been told that he couldn't be hurt in his astral form, he instinctively stepped back when the hulking newcomer plowed into the room.
Though the man was closer to five feet tall than six, he bulged with huge masses of perfectly defined muscle. His body strained against the light brown, knee-length animal skin he wore, complete with the face and mane of a lion strapped over his left shoulder.
"These are the ones?" His voice sounded like it was blasting through a bullhorn.
"Yes, master," said Paetus.
The muscleman howled and tossed his head. Sweat flew from the tight curls of his black hair, and spit sprayed from his thick purple lips.
"I was warned about you," he said, black olive eyes glowering under a clenched-fist brow. His huge wedge of a nose knotted
