Before the vampire visitors could explain themselves, Jorick was in front of them, his fangs exposed in a dangerous snarl. "What do you want?"
The blonde closed the door and then turned green eyes to his challenger. "Hello, Jorick. It's been a while."
"What do you want, Beldren?" Jorick snapped.
"We have business with you." The blonde glanced over Jorick's shoulder, to where Katelina and Loren were standing in the doorway. As if by instinct, the teen vampire moved to block her from his sight.
Beldren smiled, flashing fangs. "You don't need to worry. We knew in advance that she'd be here, but that isn't why we've come."
"Then why have you come? I have no business with The Guild," Jorick stated flatly.
The Guild? What did they have to do with it, unless-.
Beldren's eyes stayed on Jorick, even as he snapped his fingers and held his hand open expectantly. "Zuri, the message."