We Need a Plan

Quinten’s face was furious as he watched Justin leave, but he quickly recomposed himself as he stood and pulled out the chair beside him.

“Please ignore my Second. Apparently, he forgets himself. You look ravishing my Darling, but where are your shoes?” He looked her up and down and stopped at her feet. Ember rolled her eyes and sat down with a huff in the chair pulling it in herself.

“Your ladies are a very bad judgement of foot size. That or all your vampires either have huge or tiny feet.” Quinten raised his eyebrow at Liam who shrugged, as sat down again in his seat.

“We will fix this issue right away. In the meantime, dinner!”

Quinten clapped sharply and two vampires walked in with trays of food, the smells were enough to make Ember’s mouth water. Her stomach let out a loud noise reminding her she’d had very little food in the past couple of days. They set two bowls in front of them first with some sort of soup. Ember took a cautious bite and only tasted a small hint of wolfsba