Vanessa
Crispen didn’t say anything while he pulled her from the house. Was it a house? A house with a cell in it?
Was she really that distracted when Cupid dragged her inside?
He was somewhat pleasantly rough with her, so yeah, it was a bit distracting.
She felt a strange presence in the air when they made it outside. It wasn’t here the last time she was here. Although, she’d been here once. With Cupid.
But it was wholly different.
The District?
“Cupid?” She tried to look over the vampire’s shoulder. Cupid had hardened eyes and she wasn’t sure if the look of anger on his face was for her or for Crispen. “Cu—"
“Stop. Talking.” Crispen said in a clipped tone.
“Hey, Cris?” Cupid stopped them. “Maybe I’ll just take her to Eden. I can talk—"
“You are merely an apprentice, Cupid.
