The Cuddle

Westworth pointed to a seat near her. "Sit, you'll be right at my side while we eat. You know the price of failure."

Nakuni smiled at the group. "I know there will be zero complaints from this meal. I've brought you a pork stew flavored with our special ingredient." He paused. "It needs no introduction." He set the giant pot in the center of the table and the twins shifted into their seats, leaning closer to it.

Nakuni dealt out a set of bowls and ladled the soup into the three containers. He set each done in front of the vampires and gave Trisha a wink.

At least someone was confident that this gamble would go okay. She couldn't be so sure. Shouldn't Nakuni have taken more blood? What if it wasn't enough?

Westworth glared at the two at the table and they set their bowls down. Both had been about to swallow the contents. "Manners," she snapped before she turned her attention to Nakuni. "Feline, I will say that your meal does look good, but if it will be go