Chapter 73

Demetria pressed her ear against the wall of her room, and listened.

Ivory and Jack had been in his room for hours. After Demetria heard his loud dramatic roar, after realizing the hellhounds didn't work, Demetria raced back upstairs, and sat on her bed.

That was hours before. She figured, since she was trapped in some type of magic bubble, that he wouldn't care if she went downstairs and searched for something to eat.

She needed to keep her strength up in case there was a chance of her escaping. The sun had descended, and she took pride in knowing Jane and the pack made it through another day.

The pure joy she'd had laying on her bed, staring at the vaulted ceiling, knowing they defeated the hellhounds. She chuckled to herself, knowing it must have knocked Ike down a few pegs.

His door, down the hallway, opened a few minutes later, and he jerked her door open. He looked distraught. His normally perfectly quaffed hair was down his shoulders, not brushed or tamed.

"Are you hungry?" he