Chapter 6
Endymion shuddered as he got closer to Lucinda’s house. On the surface, it appeared to be an ordinary house. It didn’t look any different from any of the other houses around it. However, he could sense the sinister disturbance in the air that drifted all over it. The air was heavy and oppressive, and it had a nauseating stench that made him want to hurl the contents of his stomach. It took every ounce of his willpower to stop himself from doing that. A part of him was thankful he had only consumed the minimum amount of food for breakfast earlier. Otherwise, he might not be able to hold back from puking his guts out. It might have been too early for breakfast, but he required the additional energy on a supernatural trip.
“This house is disgusting,” Kellan muttered under his brea
