another. He touched a few nerves. But we were over long ago. I told him never to darken my doorstep again. And then he appeared with you. So what’s bothering you?”
I blew the steam away from the cup and looked at the wilted leaves in the teabag. The scent helped clear my senses. “Both of you said that we were mates, Keaton and me. I appreciate your help with that. But I can’t have a relationship with him. Any relationship I’ve had has always turned to shit. The last one, things…Mark was great. I loved him very much. He proposed to me.”
“And you want to know if your relationships are cursed? Why some dark cloud hangs over you? Maybe why you’ve gotten pulled into this world of monsters and beings that you don’t understand.”
I nodded. “Yeah. How come you know what I was going to say?”
She shrugged. “I had a dream about this last night. I’ve been keeping an eye on you just to make sure you’re adjusting to the spell.” She reached out her hand. “Let me see your hand.”
I held it out. She traced her finger over the lines of my palm. Her eyebrows scrunched together. Then her eyes widened, but the look didn’t give me much encouragement. I sipped my tea. She took my other hand after a moment and peered at it, too.
“That look doesn’t say I have good news.”
“No, it’s not that. Actually your hand tells of a long life. Longer than you may desire, but I think you already know that any way from being mated to a vampire. But you’re not cursed. On the contrary you’re something of an enigma.”
“Well, that sounds wonderful. Any idea on how I deal with what I’m going through?”
“The only way you can deal with it is to confide in someone that you love. Tell Keaton what happened. Once you relive what you’ve been hiding, then you can find peace. You must tell him. If not, it will haunt you. The blood madness will creep from your dreams and drive you insane. That’s all I can tell you.” Stephania released my hands and relaxed back in her chair.
I took another sip of my tea. I hadn’t thought about Mark in a long time. It was only now that my relationship with Keaton had progressed that Mark came to mind. More than just sex. My heart was starting to go out to him. I couldn’t understand it. Maybe that was the part of being his mate. I don’t know. Sighing, I tried to understand everything she had said.
“Thank you for the information. I do appreciate everything that you’ve told me. I guess there’s a lot that I’ve been repressing.”
She nodded. “The one thing about finding your true mate is that everything will come to the surface. It doesn’t matter how much you try and bury it. The longer you’re around them the more the fever will rise. The more you try to hide, the more it will reveal. Don’t fight it.”
Accept it. “Yeah that’s not going to be easy. You don’t have any more spells that can repress memories do you?”
She shook her head. “Not for you. Don’t despair. Just tell Keaton what’s in your heart. You should go to him tonight and tell him.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea. Besides, I don’t even know where he lives.”
Stephania’s mouth turned up in a tantalizing smile. “Well that’s simple.”
She slid her palm over my hand. When that happened, the image of a large brownstone flashed in my mind. A wrought iron fence surrounded the front garden. The bedroom I’d been in before. Other images passed before my eyes that I tried to make sense of, but the address was burned into my memory. I gasped and pulled away. A cold chill lingered where she had touched me. The back of my hand was also slightly pink from where she had touched.
“Forgive me, but with what I give, I must take. It’s the nature of who I am.”
I bit my lip. “What exactly are you?”
“Keaton hasn’t told you?”
“No.”
“What do you think I am? You already know he’s a vampire.”
“A witch or a sorceress. That’s what I figured.”
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