Chapter 95
Sheryl’s heart was going a mile a minute, and her face was so pale that Edmund worried she was going to pass out with fear. He didn’t want to think how Mathias had convinced the woman to come with him to a meeting of vampires. The important thing was, she was here.
Darby was the first to reach her, her arm going around the other woman in a show of support. “Are you all right?” she asked.
Sheryl nodded. “Just, you know, a little nervous?”
Thabo’s approach was something out of the wilds of Africa, the hunter he’d been as a human magnified in his stealthy pace now. “You have nothing to fear from us,” he said, though it was obvious Sheryl didn’t believe him. His thin fingers gestured toward her neck. “May I see?”