Chapter 36

More than the looks of the man, it was the cunning, crafty hatred in the repulsive creature that frightened her. Miah, as far away from him as she was, could still sense the stench of depravity that surrounded him. She made herself look at the creature and feel its evil. It was important to realise just what Alexander had faced his entire life. This monster. How many of them? How often? How many had he known personally, grown up with before they had turned? She had thought her life difficult and solitary, yet staring at the undead, she began to understand just what his life must have been like.

All those years, she had viewed him as a hero, a revered legendary protector of the boundary. Now she recognized just what being a hunter entailed. His own people had feared his power and skills. Even human males would have kept away from him, fearing he might later have to hunt and destroy them. He could never afford to have friends. Worse, he was turned into one, had become a rogue, and Alexa