IRE Scoville Scale: Tastefully Wicked
Breathing evaded Kiara as she prowled the cemetery, careful not to step on any unmarked graves. She’d slain many creatures of the night, but Ulhulrikas was a Vrukolakas like no other. Not only had he evaded and outwitted her on numerous occasions, but he’d also invoked lustful primal passions deep within her. For that, she hated his guts, and for a slayer, this was unacceptable.