Lucifer POV

Blood covered my hands.

It wasn’t the sight of it that made my chest seize… it was the smell.

That thick, warm and metallic scent.

It clung to my skin and crawled into my lungs with every breath I took in.

My heart was still pounding like I was mid-fight, even though the forest around me had gone unnervingly silent.

They almost saw me.

The thought hit harder than any blade.

I straightened slowly, forcing myself to listen.

There were no voices or footsteps ...