Green Tea And Black Death (The Godhunter, Book 5) - Plot & Excerpts
Niflheim spread out before me in picturesque misty softness. Azrael flew us over the pristine plateaus, his massive wings easily bearing both of our weight. He had helped me pick out my clothes that morning and I was thankful he had. My usual fighting gear of black leather vest and pants would have left me freezing, especially with the wind chill factored in. So he'd had me add a few more layers to my ensemble, including a fur lined coat which he'd produced from the bag that had simply shown up on my doorstep that morning. The bag was over my shoulder, holding yet another coat for Trevor, since we'd have to leave Niflheim by foot and even werewolf heat wouldn't be able to take that. Yes, Azrael was full of surprises and after last night, I was looking forward to discovering them all. He'd already been awake when Kirill and I had stumbled out of bed. Coffee was made and as soon as we'd had a few fortifying sips, he informed me that Hel had approved his request and we were on schedule for take off...
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