[The King of the Werewolves has reached out to the council for assistance. We believe the woman who was swept into your territory is his daughter. We will be sending someone soon to take her back.]
Lynsandra's mouth parted in shock as she read the letter the vampire council had sent to Severin.
For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Shock was an understatement. She hadn't expected her father to search for her this intensely.
A strange mix of emotions stirred in her heart.
Meanwhile, Severin quietly studied her expression.
Since she had arrived here, it was the first time he had seen her react like this. It wasn't excitement or happiness. Not even sadness or longing.
He couldn't quite put it into words, but there was one thing he was certain of.
She would leave.
"I sent a message back," he said. "They'll be coming here to take you home."
Lynsandra snapped her eyes up, looking across the table where they were seated. She smiled and nodded.
