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Page 5 of Hot Vampire Next Door: Season Four

I won’t even have to open my mouth. They’ll scatter at the mere suggestion of it.

What’s the saying about power? Power corrupts absolutely.

My biological family tried to overthrow an entire kingdom.

What if I turn out just like them?

Don’t panic.

Breathe.

The lights are on inside The Greasy Spoon when Stanley parks out front, but the neon sign is dark. I can make out Judy behind the counter, her hair wound up in a claw clip.

“Is Judy fae too?” I ask as Stanley unlocks the front door with his key.

“She’s human.”

I’m not sure if I’m relieved by that or disappointed. I’m going to need all of the fae guidance I can get.

“Evening, sugar,” Judy says after the bell stops jingling overhead. “I take it the old man told you?”

“So you knew?”

She eyes Stanley over the glass donut case. “I did. Told him he should tell you. He said you weren’t ready.”

“She wasn’t,” Stanley says, his voice dry and grumbly. “She is now.”

“Well, have a seat, sugar. We’ll get you fixed up with some good old-fashioned comfort food if you’d like. Is that what you’d like?”

“It’s what I need. More than anything in the world.”

There’s that familiar burn in my eyes again, the unsettling in my bones, the world swaying on its axis. My mother is dead. My sister is in a coma. My boyfriend is afraid of me.

I feel utterly alone.

I want to run away. Even more than I did before I became entangled with Bran, back when I thought I was human and leaving would be easy.

If I ran now, there’s nowhere Bran couldn’t find me. I’m sure of that. Not that I want to leave him. I just…I want things to go back to normal, goddammit.

And I know they won’t.

How the hell do we move forward though?

I just want someone to tell me everything is going to be all right. But my support system is dwindling by the second.

Except for Sam.

“Can I use your phone?” I ask. I purposefully left my cell phone at Duval House.

“Of course.” Judy hands me an old cordless telephone and I’m extremely grateful I memorized Sam’s cell number in case of emergencies just like this.

She answers on the first ring. “Sweet baby Jesus,” she says, her voice thin. “Where are you? What is happening? I just heard about your Pledge. The Guard is there now but we can’t get any more details on it.”

Elbow on the countertop, I scrub at my face and clutch at the phone with the other hand. “Where are you now?”

“I’m at the bookstore. I just finished closing up.”

“Come to The Greasy Spoon and I’ll tell you everything.”


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