Chapter Eighteen
We went in Allan’s room and closed the door. My gaze went briefly to the clock on the nightstand. Eleven fifty-five. Strange how my entire world — entire universe, really — had just been set on its head and spun around a few thousand times.
He wasn’t human. He was a demon. Which meant….
“You and all the daughters of your line will never know the love of a man,” I said then, and he stared at me in confusion. No doubt he was thinking that I’d completely lost it.
“Come again?”
“It’s a curse,” I explained. “A curse that was placed on the Carson family three hundred years ago. My great-to-the-umpteenth-power grandmother was knocking boots with a married man, and the man’s wife — who just happened to be a witch — put a curse on her. That was why I had to break up with
