There’s a sacred balance that must be kept. Death is final—the mortal world is for the living. And when that balance is upset, the hounds will hunt.
Soul – Death’s Hound I am Death’s Hound, and I was made for one purpose: to hunt down wayward souls.
It should be easy, hunting down a man who escaped to the mortal realm and leaves behind a trail of blue flowers wherever he walks… so why is it when I see him, the only thing I want to do is protect him?
Why is it when I see him, the only thing I can think is that he’s supposed to be mine?
Caiden – The Wayward Soul My life was nothing but moments of pain and sacrifice, of knowing that everything would eventually come to an end.
When a Reaper took me by the hand and promised to take care of my brother, I thought I could finally rest.
Dying didn’t give me the peace I thought it would, but trying to escape Death’s grasp brought me the one thing I thought I’d never have. A monster. A hunter… My soulmate.
