Jorick snarled and charged inside, and Verchiel made a show of ducking behind Katelina as if she was a shield. They went in a half circle before Katelina jerked away from them. "For the love of God, who cares? Shut the damn door and tell me what the hell is going on!"
Jorick gave a final growl and then slammed the door while Verchiel dodged to one of the deep red chairs and dropped into it. "Looks like that incident with Samael has come back to bite you. Heh-heh. Bite you. Get it?"
"Shut up," Jorick snapped, then turned to Katelina. He opened and closed his mouth rapidly, as if trying to speak, and then ran an exasperated hand through his hair. "Samael." The word came out in a long, low growl.
"What about him?" She looked back and forth between the two vampires. "Why do we have to stay here? Because he bit me? What the hell does that matter?"
Jorick turned his back to her, and she could see his tense shoulders rise and fall, as if he was trying to stay calm.