Cursed By Destiny: A Weird Girls Novel by Robson Cecy

Author:Robson, Cecy [Robson, Cecy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-01-07T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

I never made it back to the ballroom, and bumped into my sisters in the foyer. They explained that the wolves had gone to prepare the pack for an emergency mission.

Emme approached me cautiously, her face distraught with worry. “Celia, there’s something we need to tell you.”

Their stress fired up my beast. “What’s wrong?”

She turned to Taran. Taran stepped forward and looked me directly in the eyes. “Celia, Aric is majorly pissed and being a prick. He’s all upset over that freak’s prediction, and he’s convinced you want to make vampire babies with Misha.”

I nodded and tried to choose my words with care. “Okay,” I managed.

My sisters blinked back at me, obviously confused I wasn’t more upset. Shayna placed her hand on my shoulder. “He left with those slutty girls, Ceel. We think he’s with them.” I didn’t react. “You know, with them in his room.” She gaped at my unfrazzled expression as if I’d lost my mind. “Right now.”

“I see.” My reaction to their news was clearly not what they had expected. They looked at me like I’d been cracked in the head with a few bowling pins and possibly the ball.

Taran flicked her carefully manicured nails. “All righty, then . . . So, where the hell have you been?”

“I went for a walk.” I cleared my throat. “And, um, got some air.”

Emme frowned. “In this cold?”

“It wasn’t so bad.” In fact, it was really hot.

Shayna stared at me, but it wasn’t just because of my loopy responses.

“Something wrong?” I asked her.

She leaned in and took a sniff. “You smell different.”

I backed away slightly. “What do you mean?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what she meant.

“I’m not saying you smell bad, Ceel, just different.” She took another whiff and nodded pensively. “Hmm, it’s a familiar scent, though. No—wait . . . It’s not just one aroma you carry, but two. Hmm . . . what is that? It’s kind of like warm musk . . .”

Panic spread like a rash across my face. Emme and Taran exchanged glances, confused by my flushing cheeks. I grabbed Shayna by the arm and squeezed tight. “Shayna, zip it. Zip it now!”

“Ouch! Celia! What’s the big deal? I’m just trying to—” She clamped her hands over her mouth and muffled a scream. When her eyes bugged out, I knew for sure she had figured things out.

Yep. That’s right. I smell like sex and Aric. My gaze locked on hers. She nodded once, finally comprehending that now was definitely not the time to talk.

“Celia!” Hank called from near the door. He held my coat and waved me forward. “The master is waiting for you.”

I said good-bye to my sisters and exchanged one last look with Shayna before leaving. There was no way to camouflage my aroma and I worried how Misha would react.

All heads snapped in my direction the moment I entered the limo. Misha’s vampires looked at me, then at him, and vanished. There was a slight breeze when doors shut behind them, but then nothing.

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