Fanged Fury (The Adventures of Sydney Sedrick Book 3) by Mandi Casey Page A
Authors: Mandi Casey
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is so hectic with everything going on right now. Maybe soon, if things start to cool down, then we’ll be able to make plans on a more regular basis.” I instantly felt horrible seeing Kat’s lips turn downward.
“Sydney, I understand. I’d love to hang out with you. I could help you with your Selected stuff. We’d do some serious butt-kicking together. But, alas”—the princess put her hands up in the air, motioning toward the ceiling of the palace’s great hall—“I’m stuck here like a prisoner in a golden cage.”
Sadness encompassed her entire being and a rock thumped to the bottom of my gut as her shoulders slumped a little lower.
I leaned forward, giving her a hug. “Don’t worry, Kat, we’ll figure something out. Thanks again so much for inviting me. Seriously, this was a lot of fun.”
She nodded. “Yeah, it was fun, wasn’t it?”
Leaving the palace wasn’t nearly as arduous as getting into it. I unceremoniously held up my middle finger to both the fish demon at the first gate, then to the vampire guard who’d jabbed my finger so hard with his dagger that it still throbbed as I drove by.
The next day, I woke up refreshed. It was time to face Aunt Judith. She was going to tell me exactly how she was feeling and why Meredith had seen her going to the hospital. I descended the stairs wiping the sleep from my eyes, listening for Aunt Judith’s presence in the kitchen. None of the typical sounds of her kitchen activities were in the air, so I made my way through the wooden door to find the room void of human presence. There on the fridge was a note. Aunt Judith would be gone most of the day.
My heart sank.
Meredith was right to worry.
Aunt Judith had doctor’s appointments and tests to attend.
Chapter 6
Puffs of white air blew from my mouth with every breath as I walked to Mountain Bean after parking my car in front of Morning Sun. Dale, the mailman, stood at the counter when I entered. He greeted me with a smile.
“Mornin’, Sydney. You opening up that store of yours this early?” Dale straightened his back to stand taller. I noticed him sucking his beer gut in, too.
I tried not to laugh at his attempt to make himself more appealing. “Hey, Dale, yeah, customers can’t buy my goods if they can’t get into the store.” I finished ordering my coffee, complete with caramel drizzles on top, before heading toward the front door of Mountain Bean.
“Sydney, wait up, honey.” Dale approached and gently touched my arm while leaning in close. “I have some news you may find important.”
I met his gaze, searching for a clue what he was talking about. The telltale green sparkle glinted in his eyes. Dale’s family consisted of the oldest sect of witches in the city. He refused to disclose what else his blood was made up of, but I had a feeling he was part Other. My Selected senses kicked in whenever Dale was near, but he didn’t give off a distinct hot or cold vibe the werewolves and vamps did. Dale gave off more of an electric current.
“Okay. Why don’t you come on over to Morning Sun while I open up?”
Dale held the door, waiting for me to exit before him.
Dale squinted against the bright sun, holding his hand over his eyes to shield himself. I looked at him suspiciously. “Dale, what’s up with you? Did you have a late night last night or something?”
His grin was that of a naughty young man who’d just spent the night hanging out with his friends doing nefarious activities while his parents believed he was pulling an all-night study session at his friend’s house. Word to all parents, that’s the basic lie kids will tell you when they plan on partying with their friends.
The walk from Mountain Bean to Morning Sun was but a block. We arrived at my store in a few short minutes.
“Nothin’s up with me. I have no idea what you’re talking about, Sydney.” He closed the store’s front door behind us as I went straight to the fireplace to get a fire started. Outside,
“Sydney, I understand. I’d love to hang out with you. I could help you with your Selected stuff. We’d do some serious butt-kicking together. But, alas”—the princess put her hands up in the air, motioning toward the ceiling of the palace’s great hall—“I’m stuck here like a prisoner in a golden cage.”
Sadness encompassed her entire being and a rock thumped to the bottom of my gut as her shoulders slumped a little lower.
I leaned forward, giving her a hug. “Don’t worry, Kat, we’ll figure something out. Thanks again so much for inviting me. Seriously, this was a lot of fun.”
She nodded. “Yeah, it was fun, wasn’t it?”
Leaving the palace wasn’t nearly as arduous as getting into it. I unceremoniously held up my middle finger to both the fish demon at the first gate, then to the vampire guard who’d jabbed my finger so hard with his dagger that it still throbbed as I drove by.
The next day, I woke up refreshed. It was time to face Aunt Judith. She was going to tell me exactly how she was feeling and why Meredith had seen her going to the hospital. I descended the stairs wiping the sleep from my eyes, listening for Aunt Judith’s presence in the kitchen. None of the typical sounds of her kitchen activities were in the air, so I made my way through the wooden door to find the room void of human presence. There on the fridge was a note. Aunt Judith would be gone most of the day.
My heart sank.
Meredith was right to worry.
Aunt Judith had doctor’s appointments and tests to attend.
Chapter 6
Puffs of white air blew from my mouth with every breath as I walked to Mountain Bean after parking my car in front of Morning Sun. Dale, the mailman, stood at the counter when I entered. He greeted me with a smile.
“Mornin’, Sydney. You opening up that store of yours this early?” Dale straightened his back to stand taller. I noticed him sucking his beer gut in, too.
I tried not to laugh at his attempt to make himself more appealing. “Hey, Dale, yeah, customers can’t buy my goods if they can’t get into the store.” I finished ordering my coffee, complete with caramel drizzles on top, before heading toward the front door of Mountain Bean.
“Sydney, wait up, honey.” Dale approached and gently touched my arm while leaning in close. “I have some news you may find important.”
I met his gaze, searching for a clue what he was talking about. The telltale green sparkle glinted in his eyes. Dale’s family consisted of the oldest sect of witches in the city. He refused to disclose what else his blood was made up of, but I had a feeling he was part Other. My Selected senses kicked in whenever Dale was near, but he didn’t give off a distinct hot or cold vibe the werewolves and vamps did. Dale gave off more of an electric current.
“Okay. Why don’t you come on over to Morning Sun while I open up?”
Dale held the door, waiting for me to exit before him.
Dale squinted against the bright sun, holding his hand over his eyes to shield himself. I looked at him suspiciously. “Dale, what’s up with you? Did you have a late night last night or something?”
His grin was that of a naughty young man who’d just spent the night hanging out with his friends doing nefarious activities while his parents believed he was pulling an all-night study session at his friend’s house. Word to all parents, that’s the basic lie kids will tell you when they plan on partying with their friends.
The walk from Mountain Bean to Morning Sun was but a block. We arrived at my store in a few short minutes.
“Nothin’s up with me. I have no idea what you’re talking about, Sydney.” He closed the store’s front door behind us as I went straight to the fireplace to get a fire started. Outside,
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