Chapter 91

CAMILLA’S PO.V

Ryker was acting weird but I didn’t want to push too much. Since we saw that man, he was off his game. He was quiet the entire carriage ride back and he seemed to be lost in thought. When we got back to the palace however, he led me back towards our room and locked the door. I waited patiently for him to say something but he didn’t.

“Ryker,” I began and he sighed.

“I’m thinking of the best way to say this,” he explained. “When Damien was here, he told me about a rumor that was going around of a creature who steals people in the night and returns their bodies in the middle of the woods drained of blood.”

“That sounds like a vampire.”

“That’s exactly what I said and now a body turns up in the middle of the woods freezing cold and pale.”

I couldn’t help but shake my head at him and smile. He was cute when he worried but I couldn’t believe that a vampire was attacking citizens. I grabbed both of his hands and led him to the bed where I pushed him to sit down. He tried to speak but I held up a hand to stop him. Once he was quiet, I crawled up behind him and began massaging his shoulders. He looked confused but allowed me do as I wished without putting up too much of a fight. I waited until his shoulders slacked with relief before I spoke.

“We have never had any interactions with vampires prior to this,” I reminded him slowly as I kept my fingers moving on his shoulders. “I find it hard to believe that a random vampire came out of nowhere and decided to drain blood from someone in the town.”

I saw him frown. “When I heard it from Damien, I thought the same thing but now- you saw the man.”

“There’s no confirmation that a vampire killed him. It gets very cold at night and if he was wandering and unable to shift, he could have frozen to death which would explain why his skin was so cold,” I combatted. “Until we have proof that he died from a vampire attack then we shouldn’t jump to conclusion.”

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His frown remained and I briefly wondered if he wanted it to be a vmpaire attack. It made no sense. If it were me, I would have taken the excuse I was giving and run with it but then again, I preferred to run from my problems while Ryker loved t face them head on.

“Do you know how many pack members are lost to vampire attacks on a monthly basis?” I asked and he shook his head. “I don’t either but I am sure there is a number somewhere. This could just have been an accident or a lone murder. It probably has nothing to do with what Damien told me. Your mind is just playing tricks on you.”

I felt him tense. I knew it would be hard for him to let go of his preconceived notions. Was there a possibility that he was right? Sure, but I really hoped he wasn’t. I wasn’t sure the palace could handle another attack right now. When I spoke, I was trying to convince myself as much as I was trying to convince him. The idea of a rogue vampire causing problems among wolves wa ssomething that I was sure the covens had heard and I knew that even if it were true, they would do everything in their power to make sure it was handled to avoid another war.

The last time there was a war between vampires and werewolves was over a century ago. According to what I heard, it was brutal and it lasted for years. So many people were lost and a treaty was signed to ensure that none of it happened again. The vampires decided to move into the mountains after that while the wolves stayed in the forest. I doubted that anyone wanted a repeat of that war.

“You’re right,” Ryker said finally. “If I hadn’t heard about that from Damien, I wouldn’t be worried. It is probably nothing.copy right hot novel pub