Chapter 49 Chapter

He had my scent and as long as that trail remained strong, I knew he would never give up the hunt and with every step I could sense that he was getting closer, the sheer power of his transformed state giving him the edge over his much slower and increasingly exhausted target. I could hear him now, a mixture of growls and panting, that awful snuffling sound as if he was slapping his lips together, lapping up the drool that pooled over his tongue and dribbled down the side of his face. Flying around the corner of a huge building, I immediately let out a shriek when I realised I had herded myself straight into a large courtyard with no way out. I could hear the Varúlfur's great feet hammering against the ground and I ran the length of the building, desperately scanning for an escape route and whimpering when I reached the far end of the courtyard with nowhere to go. The wall was just too high to climb. I looked around for some kind of weapon but the yard was empty save for some old rotten