Page 25 of Sweetest Blood


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Severin’s hand tightened on my thigh, his silent way of letting me know he was there. We weren’t strangers anymore, Severin and I, but we still had a long way to go before I knew him as well as I wanted to. I felt comfortable in his presence, under his touch. Being fated must mean he felt right to me. Like we truly belonged together. So, I wouldn’t question it further, just allow myself to trust in this feeling of rightness.

“One hour left,” Severin informed us.

“Good,” Peter said, looking behind us at the other cars. “I am itching to show those witches what happens when they take one of ours.” I had no way to reply to that comment. Peter seemed almost… possessive.

Clearing my throat, I figured the last hour could be used answering some of my burning questions, so I asked Peter and Severin, “So, you can walk in sunlight without burning?”

Severin laughed at that. “Yes, we can. You figured as much? Seeing as we are not screaming in agony?”

I rolled my eyes. “Excuse me for not justassuming, but actually wanting to know for sure.”

Severin shook his head, his hand on my thigh moving up and down in a soothing gesture. “I like that you asked, my heart. And both Peter and I can be out in the sun for however long we wish.”

“That’s perfect!” I exclaimed, happy to know I could go outside with Severin without worrying about sunlight. “Do you have other abilities?”

It was Peter who answered this time, “Yes. I can run faster than Severin.”

“That is not an ability, that is just you being so bloody competitive you need to be faster than anyone around you,” Severin teased.

“Guilty,” Peter replied with a shrug, his smile smug and knowing.

“So, only the sunlight thing? Not that it’s bad if there isn’t more!” I quickly added.

Severin laughed again. “Peter and I have some differences, but not abilities as such. He needs less sleep than I do, but I am stronger. And it is true that he is faster than me, both at running and swimming.”

“Do not forget the aura thing,” Peter said, twirling his finger in the air.

“Ah,” Severin said, nodding his head like he just remembered. “Peter can also see auras.”

“Auras?” Dina asked, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.

“I can see the color of people’s souls,” Peter explained. “If they are bad souls, or good ones.”

“Was that why you were there when I was hired?” Dina asked with a knowing smile.

“Of course,” Peter replied easily. “I always make sure the people around my family are good souls.”

I liked knowing that. I hoped whatever my aura showed Peter that he at least liked what he saw. I knew I wasn’t a bad person, but how my aura looked? I had no idea.

Dina’s phone rang and she answered immediately, putting it on speaker. “Hi, Jenny.”

Jenny replied with a forced cheeriness. “Hi everyone. I have some maybe bad news?”

Considering Jenny was Dina’s coven leader, I feared what came next.

“Maybe bad?” Dina questioned.

“Lotta and I were talking about the situation, you know if they had a seer or not.”

“Yes?” Dina prompted.

“This could be an ambush, Dina. If their seer can see us coming… You don’t need me to tell you how badly this could end for us.”

Severin muttered under his breath and Peter did, too, the brothers were so alike it was comical, even if the situation was anything but.

Dina answered calmly, “Then their seer will see just how badly attacking us will end for them.”

There was a beat of silence, then Jenny sighed. “You’re right. See you in ten.”