31 - Trojan Horse

~Godfrey’s Point of View~

It absolutely appalled me to have all these damn witches in my quarters. But I needed to know, I needed to see it, be faced with it. I hadn’t slept in days, but I was going to feed on two willing packhouse shifters before this picnic. It would have to be enough energy to sustain me.

I ordered all the vampires to ground for the day and to feed only in the woods prior to our departure. They weren’t happy about it but I needed the humans to have their strength.

As the witches began chanting, the light left the room despite it still being daytime. Could the witches block out the sun? I had to tuck that question away for later indeed.

Suddenly there was a weird filter over everything, as if I were watching an old black and white television. Sunny came bursting into the room, angry and yelling. I quickly looked to the real Sunny, who was sleeping peacefully in our bed.

“Damn it they just want to keep me locked in here, it might as well be a jail! I need some freak