Chapter 20

I missed Morena’s crystal ball.  I paced the grounds around the tiny hut while I worried about how my children were doing. It was silly, since they were in the competent care of both my grandparent’s and Gwendoline and safe within the confines of Luthias’ compound. I decided my anxiety was because I developed a routine that I was forced to stop.

I questioned Luthias about the safety of my grandparents and Gwendoline in his compound.  They were Fae, after all, and the compound was filled with beings who were half vampire.  He assured me that the urge for animal blood superseded the urge for human blood because of the wolf influence.  He explained that their sense of smell was also different.  They were more concerned with body odors than blood odors. To them, the smell of Fae was no better or worse than the smell of a human; which wasn’t their first choice for sustenance.   This information made me realize how well the