Shaking my head, I walked around the cabin to make sure it was as secure as it could be. It was small but made of logs, and storm shutters covered the two windows. The thick door wouldn’t keep out a determined vampire, but it would provide ample protection from the weather. I hadn’t run across a single vampire while I was searching for Sara, so I doubted there were any nearby. If by chance, one did find this place, the wyvern would make him think twice about paying a visit.
I went back inside and pulled the bolt to lock us in. The cabin had warmed considerably since I set the fire, and I was glad to see Sara was starting to get some color back into her cheeks.
Wind shook the cabin. Sara looked up at the ceiling when the beams creaked.
“It’s the wyvern,” I told her as I added wood to the
