Chapter 4

Scott's voice suddenly rang out in the darkness, startling me.

In the wavering candlelight, I saw him leaning against the doorframe, his black robe still chilled by the night dew.

I let out a cold laugh. "Scott, you're out every night, killing people. I'm carrying your child, so I can't help but worry about karma catching up with us."

He burst out laughing. "If even a femme fatale like you can come back to life, why should I be afraid of karma?"

Suddenly, I was taken aback. He was like a completely different person from the man who first woke…