25. The Tea
LORELAI
It was more awkward than I thought to sit there with my brother and Mom. Of course Mom was chatty, proper, and polite, but all I could do was sit there.
My brother looked so different. He was pale, his eyes red, and he wore clothes like Silas now. It was off-putting. So was the feel of him.
My shadows were prickly, wary, like they knew they had been inside him once, knew he was connected to me, but since he was now a vampire, they couldn’t figure out the reason for the connection.
It was disorienting.
“Don’t be nervous. I assure you, I am in control,” Lucas said, and I smiled tightly.
“I know, you just feel different from last time,” I said.
He shrugged. “I am different. I am a vampire now.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, guilt eating at me for the compromise I ha
