Chapter 661

"Jorick?"

Something stirred behind a huge palm. Verchiel stepped out. His face was neutral, but his eyes were hard. "He's in Brandle's room with Oren. They're having a meeting."

Shit. She'd followed the wrong vampire.

"Oh. Thanks."

He leaned on the back of a chair and looked over the pool. "You're welcome." When she didn't move he added, "You'd better run along before he decides to blame that on me as well."

"I wish the two of you would stop it."

"Two?" He glanced at her, then back to the water.

"Oh come off it. You're not that innocent. You're always antagonizing him. I don't know why. Sometimes I think you're hoping he'll kill you."

It was a joke, but neither of them laughed. Finally, Verchiel said, "I can't hate him. I want to, but I can't. Blame it on Kateesha. I think some of her affection for him rubbed off."

Katelina wasn't sure what to say. "Why do you want to hate him? Because he's always giving you a hard time? You do some of that yourself."