Chapter 30
RoanHunting was so much easier when I didn’t have to worry about Cynthia’s gentle soul. She was too pure for this sort of thing, and I was more than happy to do the dirty work for her.
Of course, the presence of a monster in human skin didn’t guarantee Cynthia would kill him, but there were ways to entice her. I could make him bleed when her hunger was at its worst. First, though, I had to make sure he was guilty, or Cynthia would never forgive me.
I tossed his limp body on the floor of Cynthia’s day room. She hadn’t bothered furnishing it, so there was nothing but a bed in the center. This piece of trash wouldn’t go anywhere near the bed.
“How many people have you killed?” I instilled my words with power, forcing the man to answer me honestly.
“Five,” he croaked from the s
