Chapter 147

“I guess the fact that Emily was a fated mate, that I claimed, is what made it different,” Deacon explained. “Why do you ask?”

“Just making small talk,” Jessica said.

“No, no. You are not getting off that easy,” Deacon chuckled.

Jessica could not find the right words, so chose to say nothing.

“Seriously? You are not going to elaborate?” Deacon chuckled.

“Perhaps another time,” Jessica chuckled and pulled her knees up to her chin, wrapping her arms around her legs. “We should have gotten vampires to take us.”

“What do you feel right now?” Deacon questioned.

“What do you mean? Us?” Jessica misunderstood him.

“I mean, do you have any feeling that Lestat is still in trouble?” Deacon questioned.

“Oh,” Jessica said and focused on Lestat. “Nothing.”

“Michael and Wynn should be there soon enough,” Deacon said, and put his foot on the gas.

“I just don’t know what Lestat’s connection is with Torvald,” Jessica said.

“Have you considered the fact that a spell was used to fate you to Lestat?” Deac