CHAPTER 12
Sky picked up Cujo and held him close. This s**t could get ugly. To have Damu standing here
looking at them and have no real way of protecting themselves was not something Sky could
wrap his mind around. Which is the only reason Sky could come up with for what he said next.
"Um, would you like to come to our cabin and warm up with a nice hot cup of coffee?"
If Emry didn't get whiplash from how fast his head turned in Sky's direction, he would be
shocked. Emry went to clear his throat, but Sky quickly added, "If you're Damu, then you already know who we are. If you wanted us dead, you would have already killed us. So, I can
only figure that you have some things you'd like to discuss with us and I don't know about you, but I'd rather do that in a warm cabin drinking my firs
