The blizzard died down. Oren called a meeting with his coven to discuss the move to the new den. After everyone had been assigned tasks, they split up.
Katelina hurried back to the bedroom to fetch the suitcase. Micah was inside, strapping down the lids on the coffins. He paused from his work. "So old Jorick's really going, eh?"
"God willing." She was still afraid Jorick would change his mind. He'd added so many stipulations that she wouldn't believe they were leaving until they were actually home.
Micah snorted his disapproval. "You're not even interested in the outcome? Sometimes I wonder about that whole Kateesha thing. Everyone says you did it on purpose, but I bet it was a f*****g accident."
He was too close to home. "Oh shut up! I swear I'm going to invest in a vampire staking ki
