"No, Werewolves do not kill like that. They tear, they do not peel. They are fast, never careful, never...patient. They do not take their time. They do not..." He hesitated. "They do not savor it like that."
Lydia swallowed hard trying to piece it together. "So...you are saying whatever did this was enjoying it? Like it wanted the pain to last?"
Ethan's eyes finally met hers. "Whatever did that was taking pleasure in the suffering. It did not just want to kill, it wanted to break him. Piece by piece."
Lydia's stomach dropped. "Goodness...but what kind of creature would do that? If it is not human or werewolf, then… what?"
Ethan hesitated, his jaw clenched. "Something worse."
"Worse?" Lydia echoed, a shiver running down her spine. "But...why Alain? He was just a hunter. Wha
