“Congratulations, cuz,” Margo teased, before laughing and leaving the room.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Enola sprinkled dry basil into a small piece of cigarette paper and rolled it like a joint. Ruby handed her a lighter and a small metal can.
“Light it, then let it burn out in this,” she instructed.
Ruby lit a candle and sat it next to Enola.
“Have you talked to your mate?”
Enola rolled her eyes. She lit the basil cigarette and tossed it in the can.
“Well?” Ruby probed.
“No, ma’am, I have not.”
Ruby spilled three drops of candle wax in the can, and Enola added a teaspoon of sea salt.
“You can’t avoid him forever,” Ruby muttered.
Enola was well aware that she wouldn’t be able to avoid him forever. Hell, it had only been three days since she’d thrown him out of her grandmother’s house, and she was wrecked. The mating bond must’ve been mad powerful because Enola was missing him like crazy.
She did everything she could to stay busy in order to keep her mind off Gideon, and there was certainly plenty to do. After telling her family about being attacked by witches and vampires, Enola and Margo’s Voodoo education had been accelerated. Apparently, they were at war.
Enola peeked into the can to see if the cigarette had burned out. Since it had, she dumped the contents of the can into a small herb grinder, and ground them into a powder.
“He was really hurt when you threw him out,” Ruby said, handing Enola a large metal bowl.
“I feel like he tricked me, Ruby,” Enola admitted.
Ruby shook her head and placed four candles on the table. Enola looked around her grandmother’s workshop for the last ingredient.
“What are you looking for?” Ruby asked.
“Pen and paper.”
“Oh, damn, I almost forgot. You’re getting good at this, Nola,” Ruby praised.
“Well, thank you.”
Enola grabbed the grinder and emptied the ingredients into the bowl. She scribbled the name of the priest on a sheet of paper, lit it on fire, and tossed it into the bowl. While the paper burned, Enola closed her eyes and whispered a quick chant.
Within seconds, she was walking slowly down a wet, dark corridor. Wide awake in a dream, she could hear birds chirping in the distance. Enola continued through a thick fog until she reached a door. She reached for the knob, but hesitated. Enola didn’t know what was behind the door, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to find out.
She took a deep breath and turned the knob. When she opened the door, she was immediately blinded by white light. Enola gasped. Her eyes flew open and landed on Ruby’s smiling face.
“Welcome back,” she beamed.
“Got him!” Enola proclaimed.
‘Gran, I found the priest,’ Enola announced telepathically, knowing that her grandmother was in her head.
‘I knew if anyone could, it would be you.’
Enola smiled. The vampire/witch, disguised as a priest, had been hidden for years, cloaked by witches’ magic. Up until now, no one had been able to penetrate the cloaking spell. She was proud, but she suddenly wished that she could share the news with Gideon.
“Come on, superstar. I’ma make you some stuffed catfish.”
