“Is it really possible that there’s a cure?” I asked the witch. “You know these things.”
She paused, seeming to access a distant memory as she wrinkled her nose in thought. “There were attempts to find a cure before, but I haven’t heard of any successful ones that actually turned vampires back to humans. I wouldn’t even really call it a ‘cure.’ Vampirism, as we know it, is a curse, not a disease.”
“I don’t think Sofia would propose something this big unless she believes it will work.”
“I don’t doubt Sofia.” Corrine nodded. “I’m curious too.”
“Perhaps it has something to do with her being the immune…” My eyes sparked with interest. “Maybe she has somehow become the antidote.”
“The immune?” Corrine narrowed her eyes at me and I realized that since my arrival at The Shade, I haven’t actually told anyone about Sofia being immune to being turned into a vampire.
“Claudia tried to turn Sofia. And at her request, back at hunter territory, so did I… She didn’t turn.”
Corrine’s brows furrowed with confusion. “I didn’t think… Oh wow…”
“What?”
“Well, I thought it was a myth—that there are immunes. Somehow—and no one knows exactly how it happens—immunes survive the three days that follow after being bitten. Legend says that if the immune doesn’t die or turn in those three days, they disappear at some point. Or they go crazy. It’s because they’re still human, but their senses and emotions are heightened like that of a vampire’s. Their human mind is unable to cope with this and they snap… I didn’t think it was true. My mother always told that story to me like it was an old wives’ tale or something…”
“Maybe that’s why Sofia was exhibiting signs of that psychological disorder you diagnosed her with…” I mused. “What was that again? LLI?”
“Low Latent Inhibition.” Corrine nodded.
“Wait. You mean there are more out there like Sofia?”
“If the legend is true, yes, but so far, Sofia’s the only one I’ve actually ever heard of.”
I frowned, suddenly remembering one insane person at The Shade. “Maybe there isn’t just her…”
“What do you mean?”
“Didn’t Felix want to turn Anna before? That’s what I was told…”
Corrine’s brown eyes narrowed. “He wanted to, yes, but there’s no indication that he ever did try to turn her. That’s what was so surprising about it. He was so in love with her one minute, wanting to turn her and be with her forever and then suddenly, he just abandoned her. When he left her at The Catacombs, she was already insane.”
“What if he actually did try to turn her? Perhaps he really did want to be with her and he tried to turn her into a vampire, and she didn’t turn.”
“You think Anna is an immune too?”
“Don’t you think it’s possible?”
The witch’s eyes lit up. “It does seem like a possibility. It could even explain why she went crazy. If you’re right about Sofia exhibiting the signs of LLI because of the fact that she wasn’t turned, perhaps Anna’s brain wasn’t able to handle it the way Sofia was able to. Still, the only person who could really verify that is Felix.” Corrine shrugged. “He would be the only one who would know if he had ever tried to turn her. Heaven knows we can’t get any trustworthy information from Anna.”
I grimaced, remembering why I was so distraught in the first place. Right before I found myself meandering toward The Sanctuary, I was to meet with Felix and his men for negotiations with the humans. I had no idea how Eli and Yuri managed to find Felix—much less convince the man to have a talk with me, but they had somehow managed to do it and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the meeting—one that, for some reason, they had decided to hold at the port—apparently Felix’s “neutral ground.”
“Wish me luck,” I told Corrine before leaving for the port. A couple minutes later, I was fighting to hold myself back from ripping several hearts out. All of them. They’re going to drive me insane. I was summoning every ounce of self-control I still had left in me to not lash out at the people surrounding me, but I kept my anger in—mostly by letting everything they were saying go in one ear and out the other.
“I’m not going to work with the humans,” Felix repeated, shaking his head adamantly.
“It’s not like we want to work with you,” Ian shot back.
“You’re here to work for me, boy, not with me.” Felix then glared at me. “See what you’ve done? You’ve let these weaklings entertain the delusion that they are somehow our equals.”
“This island will crumble without us.” Ian was now on his feet, his nostrils flaring as he boldly stood up against a creature that could easily break his neck in two.
My jaw tightened as I tried to reel in my frustration. It seemed Felix and his men had no idea what the word ‘negotiation’ meant when they had agreed to the meeting. They had it in their heads that they were there to make demands. I was trying to drive the point that if we didn’t come together, the other covens were going to annihilate everything we worked to establish over the past years. None of this common sense information seemed to faze Felix, who was adamant that he would never lower himself to the level of working hand-in-hand with humans. They were supposed to be his slaves.