Ritual? What ritual?
Luke came to a halt when he heard the man, cursing as he slowly pulled his canines out of my flesh. He carefully licked the wounded part, easing and healing the pain he caused. He got off the bed and ran off to get a clean towel to clean my blood. He seemed to be in a hurry.
"Are you okay? I didn't get to finish," he said as he wiped my blood, concern filling his eyes as he waited for me to answer. I nodded, confused at how he was in such haste. Is there something urgent going on? "Quick, change into something warm. We have to go."
Seeing how he was in such a rush, I didn't question him and immediately heeded his words. I quickly changed into a comfortable dress in which I could easily move around, wrapping myself in a coat to fight the cold weather. Though I didn't know where we were going, the mention of a ritual was enough for me to know that we were not going for a walk.
