Alice tapped her chin. “It mentioned that they have healing abilities.”
“Well, I could’ve guessed that part. It’s in the name.”
“And as far as affecting others, the book discussed how gypsy healers could calm or bring peace to those around them. Apparently, the effect seems to be stronger on supernaturals, especially Canis lupus.”
“Sounds like you’re supposed to be a walking, talking weed gummy. I’ve been around you multiple times, and I have felt no calming vibes rolling off of you, making me all mellow and crap. Maybe you’re defective.”
Alice shrugged. “Maybe I am. I don’t know. I don’t seem to calm Cain at all. In fact, I purposely try to irritate him as much as possible.”
“You’re still jealous?” Finn asked Lizzy.
“Shut it, Fish Fin.” That he could feel her emotions was annoying. But that she was too emotional to keep him from feeling her emotions was even worse. Stupid supernatural bond. “I’m not jealous.” Lizzy mentally huffed. “Okay, I am jealous. But you sound like gypsy healers are the best thing since sliced bread, and you’d fall over dead if you ever got to meet one. How would you feel if I talked about a guy like that?”
“That’s not how I sound.”
“Totally is.”
“You look a bit pissed off.” Alice interrupted Lizzy’s mental conversation. “Everything okay?”
“Peachy keen. Just dealing with some new relationship issues. The honeymoon period is officially over.”
Alice’s eyes widened. “But you haven’t even met him in person.”
Lizzy rolled her eyes, her lip curling in dismissal. “Apparently you can be irritated by a werewolf dude before even meeting.” She tapped her chin and shot Alice a withering glance. “Might as well note that in your little book of rules. You never know when it might come in handy when you finally meet your true mate.”
“What is with you and this imaginary notebook you keep telling me to write in?”
“You’re a scientist-doctor person. Observation is sort of your thing, and typically in observation you write crap down so you can remember what you observed. Right?”
Alice smirked. “Good point. I do have a notebook. But I’m not going to record that werewolf males are irritating.”
“Well, don’t come crying to me when you’re all shocked and shaken because your soulmate isn’t making you feel all warm and tingly, and you’ve forgotten they were irritating.” She pointed at Alice. “Because I’ll just say, ‘check your notebook,’ and guess what? The pertinent info won’t be there. Some scientist you are.”
“Can you get back to the part where you ask her about her abilities?” Finn said. “We will talk about your irritation with me after she has left.”
“Can’t. I’m scheduled to sleep then. I’ll have to check my calendar for when I have some free time to chat you up.”
She refocused on Alice. “Forget the notebook. Have you tried out any of the healing stuff?”
Alice shook her head. “Nope, I wouldn’t know how to begin.”
“And you haven’t noticed anyone being chill around you?”
“I don’t think so. I mean, I haven’t really been trying to notice if others are relaxed in my presence. I guess I’d have to know how they normally act to know if they were being chill. For all I know, Cain is an even worse psychopathic killer when I’m not around, and his most recent behavior is the cooled-out vampire king. But I don’t feel any different despite learning what I am.”
“Maybe something has to trigger it. Like finding your mate.”
“That’s a good point,” Finn offered.
“Nobody asked you, gypsy-healer groupie.” Lizzy huffed. Gah, she was getting on her own nerves with her insecurities. “Is there anything else I need to ask her or tell her?”
She could feel him trying to decide if he should share something with her. “What aren’t you telling me, wolf?”
“While you were unconscious, I reached out to Fane Lupei.”
“Oh, excellent. And how is Dear old Fane?”
“You don’t even know who Fane is,” Finn said dryly.
