The next morning, Katelina woke to the usual scene. The idea that it was "usual" was disturbing, so she dismissed it in favor of a shower. When she finished, Jorick was back from feeding.
"Oren's on his way."
Katelina wasn't sure whether to be happy or horrified. The sooner Oren got there, the sooner they could have the stupid battle and she and Jorick could leave. By the same token, the sooner Oren got there, the sooner they'd have to go to the stupid battle. Not only would she have to drive, she'd have to endure Oren, and then there'd be another bloody fight.
Rachel and Kale seemed to materialize behind her. Kale asked, "Is Traven coming with him?"
"No." Jorick snorted contemptuously. "He claims he has too many new coven members and needs to integrate them before he can trust the coven to work together."
Kale squeezed Rachel's hand reassuringly. "How many new recruits does he have?"
"Four."
Katelina's eyebrows shot up. "Counting the two from Maine?"