Page 28 of Black Curtain

He continued to study my face, however, and I saw a lingering worry there.

“But you feel something. Right? What is it, Miri? What do you feel?”

I thought about his question.

As I did, I felt my mouth tighten.

Iwashappy. Iwasokay with all those seers being gone.

Maybe I felt a tiny bit guilty about that… about being so okay with it, so happy even… but I reallywasokay with it. And I really was happy.

I wasdefinitelyokay with Black and I being ordinary seers.

I was A-okay with the humans arresting my uncle.

I wasn’t thrilled with how much work we still had to do, getting the humans to trust us after this insanity, but anything was better than watching my uncle rip this world apart. And maybe having a big, public, media circus trial would help us, like Black hoped. Giving them Charles as a boogeyman to blame might actually help us smooth things over with the humans.

Then again, it might not.

But if it didn’t, we’d just try something else.

In any case, I was relieved that the worst of it seemed to be over.

I was glad we wouldn’t be fighting some insane seer-on-seer-on-human-on-vampire war.

There were still the vampires of course.

We still had to deal with them.

We could never trust Brick in a million years. Hell, we couldn’t even trust my sister Zoe, as much as I wanted to, and even though things between us had finally thawed somewhat.

Remembering everything we still had to deal with, remembering my sister was alive, if alive as a vampire now, remembering Brick and his batshit crazy, I shivered.

But even that wasn’t what I was reacting to.

Black was right. I felt something.

By the pricking of my thumbs…

I couldn’t put my own finger or thumb on what that something was.

I definitely couldn’t put it into words.

It was just a feeling.

I had no idea what was coming, but I could feelsomething.

Black caressed my neck and throat. I felt a flicker of worry in his light, mixed in with that intense desire, mixed with that odd, drunk-feeling on the two of us.

“You feel something, honey?” he murmured. “You feel something coming?”

Realizing I did, Ididfeel something, I swallowed, looking up at him.

I wanted to say no.

I at least wanted to say no for tonight.

I couldn’t, though.

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