Chapter 22
Lazy peals of thunder raced across the sky, the rumbling sound reminiscent of a hungry cat stalking his prey. The clouds were black and swollen with rain, but becoming ragged and frayed at the edges as they stretched across the sky. Far into the distance, beyond the winding, snake-like highway, was the hard, gray skyline of Savannah, with spiked skyscrapers made of glass and steel reaching up into a hazy, rain-soaked sky.
The high winds blew through the French doors of Sugar’s bedroom, whipping the curtains wildly, but Sugar was indifferent to it since she was caught deep in a spell cast by Lupercus. She sat in a chair facing him, staring steadily into his sinister eyes. Although the wind had finally brought the lashing rain, she was in a fog and heard only his voice. His sugg
