In the Absence of Famine
(book 2 of the Four Horsemen series)
Genre: Contemporary Fantasy
“Blood. Spattered here and there with a rather large puddle cooling just a few feet from where they were standing. Oh gods, how did they get to her here?
“Jules,” he started to say, voice already rising into a shot but Aedan dropped a hand to his shoulder, silencing him. The god was tensed, a coil of muscle so powerful and deadly even Leo, who’d grown as used to the god of the hunt as anything mortal ever would, felt it; the creeping terror of being so close to something so powerful and predatory.
“It’s not Jules’ blood.” The words seemed wrenched from Aedan at great cost. As if he’d almost lost the ability for words already. The hunt was calling him in a voice so strong Leo could almost hear it; a sound like desperate panted breath, the thunder of chasing footsteps and the long peel of a distant horn. “The Method took Mitei here but Jules was not taken also.”
Leo swallowed around a lump in his throat, trying to find the necessary moisture to enable speech. “Where is she then? Where is Mitei? Where are they?”
“Follow,” Aedan released his hand from Leo’s shoulder slowly, as if the effort cost him and dearly, pointing towards a trail of red drops on gray stone. “Follow the blood, I’ll find Jules.””
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