curse of immortality.”
Chapter Seven
I was relieved when Zane left to attend to some business at the resort, but I was also a little disappointed. It was becoming apparent that I was an addict, and Zane Dupree was my addiction.
Part of me felt as if I were betraying Elias, but if he really cared about me, why didn’t he say so? Why wouldn’t he defy his chosen destiny and be with me?
I found Tim exactly where he said he’d be. He was sitting at a little makeshift dining area next to the Corndog Palace booth, munching on an extra large corndog. Being the sweetheart he is, Tim even bought me a corndog and a root beer.
“Thanks,” I said, collapsing on the wooden bench next to the little picnic table.
“That difficult was it?” he smirked.
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t ever do that again. If I wanted to spend time with Dupree, I’d do it on my own. That reminds me … do you have a date for the ball tomorrow night?”
Tim shook his head and swallowed another bite of his corndog. “I figured we’d be working, so it doesn’t make much sense to take anyone with me.”
“We might as well go together.”
He shrugged. “Okay by me.”
After drinking down half my root beer, I asked, “How much do you actually know about vampires? Is it possible for a vampire to alter reality?”
Tim drew his brows together. “I don’t think so.”
I took several bites of my corndog and then proceeded to tell Tim about what had just transpired with Zane, minus the intimate details.
“What I think is that there is more to Zane Dupree than his vampirism,” Tim echoed Zane’s own words.
That didn’t help much. What good was it being an angel if you didn’t know everything?
When we were done eating, it was decided that another walk through the carnival was in order. Things had been going too smoothly. Something was bound to happen soon.
I spotted a tent with a colorful sign that read: Discover Your Future With Madame Corina.
“Let’s check that out.” I pointed to the tent.
Tim studied the tent for a few seconds and then gave me a lopsided grin. “Might as well. There isn’t anything else going on.”
Tim sounded almost disappointed, which was surprising. I began to wonder if my partner wasn’t hoping for some action, just so he could show off for Annabelle.
The crush he had on my sister was kind of cute, though I was a little worried about him. Tim was so sweet and gentle, while Annabelle was a man killer. She’d swallow him whole, without a second thought.
We entered the tent and found ourselves in a dark - makeshift room with a round table in the middle. Of course, there were candles burning and a crystal ball in the center of the table, but Madame Corina was absent.
“Hello!” I called out.
A moment later someone poked their head through the red velvet curtain that separated the front of the tent from the back.
“Do you come for a reading?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
The rest of her appeared from behind the curtain. Madame Corina wore a bright blue dress and had her graying black hair pulled into a bun.
“You’ve come to the right place.” She smiled, her dark eyes glittering at the prospect of collecting the twenty-dollar reading fee.
As I studied her in the dim light, it dawned on me that Madame Corina was really Keri Santos from Roseland. She was the lady who ran the roadside souvenir shop near Shipwreck point. Keri was also one of Elias’s people, which meant she was a Romanian werewolf.
I wondered how she’d gotten away with getting onto the vampire estate. It appeared as if Zane wasn’t holding half the grudge Elias believed he was.
Suddenly I wasn’t so sure I wanted my fortune told. “I think I made a mistake.”
When she put her hand up to stop me, I caught sight of her long nails and the many rings on her fingers.
“Don’t be difficult. You can’t leave here without getting read. With that dark aura you have around you … it would be foolish not to get your fortune
Chapter Seven
I was relieved when Zane left to attend to some business at the resort, but I was also a little disappointed. It was becoming apparent that I was an addict, and Zane Dupree was my addiction.
Part of me felt as if I were betraying Elias, but if he really cared about me, why didn’t he say so? Why wouldn’t he defy his chosen destiny and be with me?
I found Tim exactly where he said he’d be. He was sitting at a little makeshift dining area next to the Corndog Palace booth, munching on an extra large corndog. Being the sweetheart he is, Tim even bought me a corndog and a root beer.
“Thanks,” I said, collapsing on the wooden bench next to the little picnic table.
“That difficult was it?” he smirked.
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t ever do that again. If I wanted to spend time with Dupree, I’d do it on my own. That reminds me … do you have a date for the ball tomorrow night?”
Tim shook his head and swallowed another bite of his corndog. “I figured we’d be working, so it doesn’t make much sense to take anyone with me.”
“We might as well go together.”
He shrugged. “Okay by me.”
After drinking down half my root beer, I asked, “How much do you actually know about vampires? Is it possible for a vampire to alter reality?”
Tim drew his brows together. “I don’t think so.”
I took several bites of my corndog and then proceeded to tell Tim about what had just transpired with Zane, minus the intimate details.
“What I think is that there is more to Zane Dupree than his vampirism,” Tim echoed Zane’s own words.
That didn’t help much. What good was it being an angel if you didn’t know everything?
When we were done eating, it was decided that another walk through the carnival was in order. Things had been going too smoothly. Something was bound to happen soon.
I spotted a tent with a colorful sign that read: Discover Your Future With Madame Corina.
“Let’s check that out.” I pointed to the tent.
Tim studied the tent for a few seconds and then gave me a lopsided grin. “Might as well. There isn’t anything else going on.”
Tim sounded almost disappointed, which was surprising. I began to wonder if my partner wasn’t hoping for some action, just so he could show off for Annabelle.
The crush he had on my sister was kind of cute, though I was a little worried about him. Tim was so sweet and gentle, while Annabelle was a man killer. She’d swallow him whole, without a second thought.
We entered the tent and found ourselves in a dark - makeshift room with a round table in the middle. Of course, there were candles burning and a crystal ball in the center of the table, but Madame Corina was absent.
“Hello!” I called out.
A moment later someone poked their head through the red velvet curtain that separated the front of the tent from the back.
“Do you come for a reading?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
The rest of her appeared from behind the curtain. Madame Corina wore a bright blue dress and had her graying black hair pulled into a bun.
“You’ve come to the right place.” She smiled, her dark eyes glittering at the prospect of collecting the twenty-dollar reading fee.
As I studied her in the dim light, it dawned on me that Madame Corina was really Keri Santos from Roseland. She was the lady who ran the roadside souvenir shop near Shipwreck point. Keri was also one of Elias’s people, which meant she was a Romanian werewolf.
I wondered how she’d gotten away with getting onto the vampire estate. It appeared as if Zane wasn’t holding half the grudge Elias believed he was.
Suddenly I wasn’t so sure I wanted my fortune told. “I think I made a mistake.”
When she put her hand up to stop me, I caught sight of her long nails and the many rings on her fingers.
“Don’t be difficult. You can’t leave here without getting read. With that dark aura you have around you … it would be foolish not to get your fortune
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