Making his way through the dark and dense forest that he had walked through so many times, Camren wondered what the hell was so important that his brother insisted Camren go out this God-forsaken lake in the middle of the night.
Are you really that dense? a voice in his head said.
Apparently, he was because it took him longer to figure out what his brother was doing and why he had just sold his soul to the devil. There was only one thing, no, one person that was that important that would cause his brother to finally give into Cassandra’s twisted appetite.