33. Thirty-Three.

As the large double doors opened, we two could be seen standing next to the group. Salvatore grabbed my hand tightly, sensing that I was a little uneasy.

Despite the anguish on the pack members' faces, they appeared fifty years younger the minute they turned to face their Prince Salvatore. It was easy to see the relief on their expressions.

To see Catherine and Vince was making me more and more excited. I was worried about the situation in general and about how they were doing.

I noticed a couple of admiring vampires who were glancing at us. They were obviously shocked to find that Prince Salvatore and I had marked each other's necks, and they were looking at both of us openly. I could also hear their thoughts, while some were happy to see us a few were also in distress. I blocked them from my mind wanting to stay focused.

'Why can't I see Vince and Catherine?' I tried speaking to Salvatore but he had blocked me.

Once we made it to the conference room, we kept moving forward hand in h