Chapter 52: Sneaky brat
"Goddamn, it’s freezing out here!" Damien yelled out, drawing the attention of the Vampire couple passing by them as they headed down the plain white road—toward the bank Ahara had pointed at.
He had been so excited about stepping into a world full of snow that he couldn’t help but touch some of it without Ahara and Kingston’s attention. Now though, that little act was the reason why the cold was thawing the insides of his flesh directly from his bones.
"You said you wore everything Charles gave you," Ahara hissed at him, stopping and turning her head to face him.
Damien froze at her glare. Even Kingston who had nothing to do with their conversation stilled.
"I-I did," Damien retorted, suddenly doubting himself despite knowing he was indeed wearing everything.
Ahara sighed and eased her expression. Damien could tell she was on edge because of Kingston. He had seen it far too many times now to know there was something big going on, but like her usual self, Ahara liked to keep everything to herself and not tell anyone about her worries. If only she knew that instead of the desired effect she thought hiding things from him would produce, it made things worse—for both her and those around her.
"Can you give him a bit of your vodka potion?" Her low voice came out as a plea to Kingston.
The wolf immediately swung to action, probably happy that she had finally talked to him for the day.
"Open your mouth," he commanded Damien before dripping a few drops of the liquid into his mouth. "That’ll do it."
As soon as Damien swallowed, the heat radiated around his body like he was sitting around a warmer, burning even his chilly bones back to their normal body temperature.
’Must be a potion from the wizards,’ Damien thought to himself, thanking Kingston as they continued their way towards the bank.