her face and looked into the vanity mirror. She’d had that nightmare a lot over the years, with one major difference. It usually ended with her walking down the hall and turning the doorknob. This time it had played out further. She sat down on the edge of the tub. It was either that or fall the fuck over. So, the night she’d watched Mommie Dearest disappear on her mini cam wasn’t the first time. Apparently, she’d seen her do it before with some strange male, when she was a kid.
Craptastic.
Some weird-ass shit was happening and catching her bitch of a mother vanishing twice now was only part of it. She’d also busted Victrixa working dark magic. And she couldn’t possibly leave out her new bestie, the hummingbird nagual she rescued that preferred chilling with her to moving on to the Otherworld. Even the Goddess didn’t know what to say to that one. Figures. Well, she was sure of one thing. There was way too much freaky deaky going on to be coincidence, but she was still missing a piece of the puzzle. The worst part was she had this sense that deep within herself she knew what the piece was. More and more each day, tiny awakenings were happening inside her like little pinpricks under her skin.
Something was coming.
Evy sat on the chaise in the bedroom with her legs crossed in lotus position. What the hell good were premonitions if you couldn’t get one when you needed it? She stretched out her arms, rolled her shoulders, and cracked her neck. Then she closed her eyes and focused. Nothing. She’d been trying for over an hour. WTF? She stood up and started to pace the length of the room. This was ridiculous. She was the Seer, for Chrissake. There hadn’t been anyone like her in a thousand years. She had to believe she was meant to control her power, right?
She pulled her coat off the hook and gleamed out to the back garden. She’d had the original premonition here yesterday. Maybe coming back would help trigger another one. She put her hands in her jacket pockets and chopped at the melting snow with her sneaker in frustration. Come on, get a grip, Evy. Wait a minute. Maybe it wasn’t where. Maybe it was who. Ana had just handed baby Maya to her right before the vision kicked off. She materialized back in the bedroom and unzipped her jacket. She opened the door to the hallway and walked smack into her mate.
“Whoa. Hold up, female. Where’re you off to in such a rush? It’s almost one o’clock. The parade starts in a few minutes, if you still wanna go.”
Aw, crap. She’d totally forgotten about Southie’s St. Paddy’s Day parade. Not only was it one of her favorite days of the year, her mate had taken the time to search for the perfect vantage spot. “Of course I want to go.”
She zipped her jacket back up and moments later they were on a rooftop not far up East Broadway. Evy knew Troy had taken great care to make sure the building was by a different section of the parade route from where her family always watched. They couldn’t be seen, but it was strange to be there without them. Her family was along the route somewhere with all the rest of the parade goers. Except for them. They were up on a roof out of sight, even though the whole point was to be there with family. It was like there was a dividing line between the two of them and everyone else. A barrier that could never be breached. As she started to tremble, she could hear her teeth knocking.
Troy wrapped his arms around his mate from behind. “Are you cold, babe?”
She turned against him and buried her face in his big puffy coat.
“Ev, what’s wrong?” The protective instinct rose within him, raising his adrenaline almost as high as when she’d been kidnapped. What the hell was the matter with him?
She swallowed. “I was just thinking that if we have a family, our kids will never get to see this. They’re never going to know what this is like.”
He brushed her hair away from her face. “Sure they will.”
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