Mae felt Mystic’s eyes on her. She had been looking at her and then at the road ever since they left the fairy kingdom. Mae wondered what she was thinking. Or maybe she didn’t want to know. She knew what she was thinking. She didn’t like the fact that she was linked to the vampire in anyway. He was their tormentor. And Mae felt ashamed that she felt a certain pull towards him. She shouldn’t even look his way but…she bit the inside of his mouth as she remembered how she felt the second she saw him in the garden. He took her breathaway.
Think of Larson, she told herself as she stared out of the window.
Mystic cleared her throat as her hands moved nervously on the steering wheel. She felt her eyes on her again.
“What?” Mae asked, feeling irritable. “Whatever you want to say, say it. You
