Chapter 18
“I ache everywhere. Breathing takes effort and moving is out of the question. There was a time that I thought working as a waitress at a restaurant with rude tourists was quite possibly the worst fate ever. Nope, not even close. Being sliced up be a psychotic fae, now that was something to rate up there with things never to do. Waitressing is looking pretty good in this moment, like dove chocolate good.” ~ Kara
“Do you feel that, Peri?” Adam asked as they walked through the wet town of Forks.
“If you mean that nasty, greasy slime that’s gliding across our skin, then yes I feel it,” she answered as she searched for the trail of magic she knew her sister would have left for her.
Lucian lifted his nose into the air and took a deep breath. “I smell her,” he told his mate. He po
