A Vial of Life (A Shade of Vampire #21) by Bella Forrest Page B

to run. I was weightless, floating. Even though my legs moved, my feet grazing the surface of the waves, they merely passed through them. It was as though I hurtled forward by sheer willpower alone. As I picked up speed, I realized that I traveled faster than I had when I’d been a vampire, for I no longer had a physical body to carry along with me.
    The sun burst through the clouds overhead. Its rays fell upon me, and I instinctively braced myself to feel the pain, but of course, I felt nothing. The shafts of sunlight shone right through my form, beaming down and making the waves beneath me glisten.
    Now that it could no longer harm me, I yearned to feel the sun’s warmth on my skin. I could hardly remember what it felt like as a human. And the sea spray that showered over me, I yearned to feel its coolness and smell the salt. Of course, I couldn’t. It seemed that the only senses that worked were my hearing and vision—although even my sight was different than it was before. I could see things clearly, yet the world surrounding me appeared washed out, its vibrant colors dulled and faded, like a watercolor painting left out in the sun.
    Surging ahead, I still wasn’t sure where I should go. I just knew that I couldn’t stay in Cruor forever.
    Now that I was no longer a threat to my family, perhaps I could find a gate and make my way back to The Shade. But how would I find a gate? When Aisha had first led me into the supernatural dimension, we’d come through a portal in a strange, black desert. Aisha hadn’t told me which land that was, so I had no idea how to return there.
    Aisha. What had happened to that jinni? Was she in that box still, perhaps back on Julie’s ship? I wondered where Julie was now. I was oblivious to how much time had passed since Julie had abandoned me in Cruor. But if the ship was being pulled by sea creatures who were even half as fast as the dolphins and sharks I’d had experience with since being here, I was sure that they would be far away by now.
    I recalled the hours before I’d found myself in Cruor. We had boarded Julie’s ship, which had been floating near The Tavern. I didn’t know how long it’d taken to travel from The Tavern to Cruor because I’d been unconscious for much of the time. But something told me that if I made it to The Tavern, I would have a better chance of making it back to The Shade. There were many wanderers who passed by, and if I just listened in to conversations long enough, perhaps I would catch mention of a gate. Perhaps I might even be able to follow them to it, if the right person came along.
    But how on earth did I find The Tavern? I hadn’t even the first clue as to which direction to head in. Right now I was just running straight ahead, with no idea where I might end up.
    The past weeks merged together in a blur of urgency to solve my mystery. It took a while for it to sink in that I didn’t have that problem anymore. I had time now. I was no longer a ticking time bomb. There was no hunger in my stomach, and I wasn’t affected by the time of day. I doubted that I would even tire of traveling. As much as I wanted to return to my home to check that everyone I loved was all right, time wasn’t the issue it had once been.
    And so I kept running, away from the land of the Elders, deeper and deeper into the ocean. By the time the sun set, I still hadn’t come across land. I wondered if I’d taken completely the wrong direction, but the increasing frequency of ships that I spotted sailing toward me gave me hope that there were shores nearby.
    As night fell, I spotted the outline of an island far to the east. It was some distance away yet, but at least I’d found it. As I moved toward it, I caught sight of something that arrested me. A ship, perhaps three miles in front of me, also moving toward the island. Even from this distance, something about it struck me as familiar. From its size, shape, and the color of its sails, the closer I got to the