Chapter 9Ivan stared at the snarling werewolf and tried to calm his racing heart. Did werewolf sense fear as dogs did?
“Get in.” Zev—Zen?—pulled him inside, and looked around before closing the door.
“They’re surrounding the building.” Ivan looked at them one at a time.
Zev nodded.
Ivan frowned at Malik. “You fed.”
He nodded, and Ivan didn’t know why, but it annoyed him Malik had fed from someone when he’d refused him. He shook his head. “Wenior. Remi said Wenior was willing to pay good money for me.”
Zev snorted. “He’s crazy.”
“You know him?”
He shook his head. “No, but there was a thing a few years ago. He sacrificed several people in some rite or other. To gain immortality is what I heard.”
Ivan’s blood chilled. Did Remi know what he was? He never left his home without his lens
