practically growled, “what do you mean just like me?”
“ Hell, fire and brimstone,” Anna muttered, then added in an equally irritated voice, “I mean as in related like maybe your sister. She looked like you.”
∞
Lorelle stood frozen, staring at nothing as the healer walked around her. She should follow her, or at least turn and see where the girl was going but she couldn’t seem to move. Her heart was pounding in her ears and for some reason her lungs didn’t seem to want to work as she struggled to take a breath. Like you, the healer had said, someone that looked like her had been to see her today and not only did she look like Lorelle, but she looked as if she could have been her sister.
Lorelle turned suddenly just in time to see the young healer slip into a coffee shop. Her mind was jumping rapidly from past to present. She remembered the forest and Peri dying, yet this gypsy was giving her reason to think that her sister was alive. Oh, no she didn’t say Peri’s name, but there was nobody else who the girl would have compared to Lorelle’s appearance and said she looked like a sister. She had to know. She had to know if Peri indeed was still sucking up precious oxygen instead of feeding the maggots like she should be. Lorelle cloaked herself in her magic, making herself invisible to those around her and practically sprinted across the street to the coffee shop. She would like to say she wasn’t shaking like some pathetic human junky craving their next fix, but then she would be lying and frankly her sins were beginning to rack up.
As she pressed her face closer to the glass window her eyes landed on the Gypsy and then quickly moved past her to the brunette sitting on the other side of the table.
“No,” Lorelle gasped quietly, her warm breath fogging the glass in front of her. She took a quick step to the left and blinked several times to make sure that her eyes were working properly and hadn’t just suddenly taken a detour to the twilight zone. But still, there she sat, Sally Miklos, gypsy healer, mate to Costin and weeks ago dead to the world. If Sally was alive, then the odds of Peri being alive had just increased exponentially.
“This is going to put a damper on things,” Lorelle muttered to herself as she quickly flashed away from the coffee shop. She reappeared at the edge of the Dark Forest and began pacing as her thoughts raced. All the while the pull of Volcan’s magic to find the healers tugged at her insides like a hook caught in the gut of its aquatic victim. With each tug she felt the rip and tear of the foreign magic, but even that discomfort was nothing to the knowledge that her sister had somehow escaped fate. Now not only did she have Volcan to contend with, but she had to kill her sister—again.
“This time , sister mine, you better damn well stay dead.”
∞
“She’s frazzled,” Sally sent the thought to Costin through their bond as she watched Anna walk into the Starbucks where she and Crina currently sat. He was sitting in the outside dining area, no doubt with a frown on his handsome face because he had lost the Rock, Paper, Scissors game to get to come inside the restaurant. Sally didn’t want Anna to be scared, and though Costin wasn’t as big as Lucian or Decebel, he could still be very intimidating when he wanted to be.
“Well I would be better able to help you decipher what is wrong with her if I were inside with you instead of sitting out here like a dork,” Costin huffed.
Sally bit back the smile that threatened to inch across her face. His Romanian accent coupled with American terms had become a big source of amusement to her, though for some reason he never seemed to find it as funny as she did.
“Quite pouting it’s not attractive.”
She heard his chuckle in her mind. “Now you’re just telling lies love, you think everything I do is attractive.”
Sally sent him a mental eye roll but didn’t respond because Anna had
“ Hell, fire and brimstone,” Anna muttered, then added in an equally irritated voice, “I mean as in related like maybe your sister. She looked like you.”
∞
Lorelle stood frozen, staring at nothing as the healer walked around her. She should follow her, or at least turn and see where the girl was going but she couldn’t seem to move. Her heart was pounding in her ears and for some reason her lungs didn’t seem to want to work as she struggled to take a breath. Like you, the healer had said, someone that looked like her had been to see her today and not only did she look like Lorelle, but she looked as if she could have been her sister.
Lorelle turned suddenly just in time to see the young healer slip into a coffee shop. Her mind was jumping rapidly from past to present. She remembered the forest and Peri dying, yet this gypsy was giving her reason to think that her sister was alive. Oh, no she didn’t say Peri’s name, but there was nobody else who the girl would have compared to Lorelle’s appearance and said she looked like a sister. She had to know. She had to know if Peri indeed was still sucking up precious oxygen instead of feeding the maggots like she should be. Lorelle cloaked herself in her magic, making herself invisible to those around her and practically sprinted across the street to the coffee shop. She would like to say she wasn’t shaking like some pathetic human junky craving their next fix, but then she would be lying and frankly her sins were beginning to rack up.
As she pressed her face closer to the glass window her eyes landed on the Gypsy and then quickly moved past her to the brunette sitting on the other side of the table.
“No,” Lorelle gasped quietly, her warm breath fogging the glass in front of her. She took a quick step to the left and blinked several times to make sure that her eyes were working properly and hadn’t just suddenly taken a detour to the twilight zone. But still, there she sat, Sally Miklos, gypsy healer, mate to Costin and weeks ago dead to the world. If Sally was alive, then the odds of Peri being alive had just increased exponentially.
“This is going to put a damper on things,” Lorelle muttered to herself as she quickly flashed away from the coffee shop. She reappeared at the edge of the Dark Forest and began pacing as her thoughts raced. All the while the pull of Volcan’s magic to find the healers tugged at her insides like a hook caught in the gut of its aquatic victim. With each tug she felt the rip and tear of the foreign magic, but even that discomfort was nothing to the knowledge that her sister had somehow escaped fate. Now not only did she have Volcan to contend with, but she had to kill her sister—again.
“This time , sister mine, you better damn well stay dead.”
∞
“She’s frazzled,” Sally sent the thought to Costin through their bond as she watched Anna walk into the Starbucks where she and Crina currently sat. He was sitting in the outside dining area, no doubt with a frown on his handsome face because he had lost the Rock, Paper, Scissors game to get to come inside the restaurant. Sally didn’t want Anna to be scared, and though Costin wasn’t as big as Lucian or Decebel, he could still be very intimidating when he wanted to be.
“Well I would be better able to help you decipher what is wrong with her if I were inside with you instead of sitting out here like a dork,” Costin huffed.
Sally bit back the smile that threatened to inch across her face. His Romanian accent coupled with American terms had become a big source of amusement to her, though for some reason he never seemed to find it as funny as she did.
“Quite pouting it’s not attractive.”
She heard his chuckle in her mind. “Now you’re just telling lies love, you think everything I do is attractive.”
Sally sent him a mental eye roll but didn’t respond because Anna had
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