Chapter 27. Terror at the Fair

"Maybe going on a ride first would be a better idea," Denzel suggested when she was about to stuff a piece of soft, chocolate cake into her mouth.

"I heard that throwing up after a ride is the best experience." She swallowed the piece after two bites.

Cinnia grabbed his hand. "On to the Ferris wheel. After, I think I'll try the pizza with pineapples on top."

Denzel's eyes widened at her declaration, his nose scrunching at the thought of the abominable combination of pizza and fruit.

Cinnia paid no mind to his reaction and happily forced him to tag along.

"Right there, that's the boundary between Lunar Crest and Mist View," Denzel pointed as they sat on the top of the Ferris wheel.

"I can't see anything." Cinnia squinted hard at what Denzel was showing her but still couldn't make out anything beyond the buildings and the trees.

"You don't have wolf sight."

Cinnia gave him a side-long glance. "Very funny. It's not my fault that I'm a hyb