Chapter 45
Chapter 9:
Trisha’s P.O.V
“So, how did it go for the two of you?” Rosanna asked as she unboxed another fancy wine bottle from one of the boxes that Damien had brought along with him as a peace offering.
“Fine.” I told her curtly, my mind full of dread for the future. Damien and I had arrived back on the Shelter later in the evening where everyone had pretty much assumed that we wouldn’t return at all.
According to some of the Shelter’s gossip vines, Lucas had thrown a tantrum at having been left behind and Rosanna had pretty much sulked all day until Neema had reassured her that I was coming back. But Damien had brought in enough rations with him so that Rosanna and her crew could spend the winter months in comfort without having to eat canned soups and stale bread. The wine had been an instant hit and so had the fresh meats and fruits. As a result, Rose had declared that we’d be having a feast tonight, in honor of the Vampire King’s arrival.