Back at the mansion, Eva clutched her stomach and waddled inside, barely able to walk straight. Her hands held a fur bag stuffed with meat.
Ethan and Julian exchanged a glance, both numb to her wormhole of a stomach. They had just watched three trays of food- enough to feed five grown men- vanish without a trace.
Julian's eyes flicked to her flat stomach, and they wondered where all the meat had gone. There wasn't even a slight bulge to show she ate.
Eva handed the fur bag to Blaine. "Please store this carefully. I'll eat it tomorrow."
Blaine accepted the bag without a word, though its weight made his arms dip slightly. He opened his mouth to ask what they wanted for dinner, but Julian cut in.
"Tell the kitchen we're skipping dinner. We ate out.'' with that, Julian climbed the stairs, Ethan following as well.
"Rest up, Eva,'' Ethan called over his shoulder. "Tomorrow, we're going hunting."