The Awakening

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won't harm me.”
    “Will Boss mind?”
    “Don't worry. I'll talk to him.”
    He smiled, and relief flowed through me like the cool breeze brushing over my skin. At least I had one major obstacle resolved, for now.
    “Well, we still have the matter of not knowing who I am, who made me, why I have no memories, or who took them from me.”
    “We’ll work on it.”
    I admired Jonas. We barely knew each other, yet he was willing to help me in every way possible. He had a good heart and soul. Boss was a lucky to have him.
    “Where’s Boss?”
    His arm slid off my shoulder. “Downstairs researching. He said the bed is yours if you want it. He’ll sleep on the sofa if he gets tired.”
    I took another sip of my cocoa. “Do vampires get tired? Well, I mean, do we have to sleep during the day?” I’d already figured out vampires could get weary.
    “You don’t have to sleep during the day. Older vampires rarely do at all.”
    “Does Boss?”
    “Not much. He’s usually researching online.”
    “But he stays in the basement.”
    Jonas nodded. “He doesn’t like to come up during the day unless it’s storming. He complains the sun is too bright for his eyes.”
    “So the sun won’t burn us?”
    He gave me a nod. “Oh it will, if you stay out too long.”
    Interesting, I thought as I drank the rest of my hot chocolate. Since I was part human, I wondered if I could tolerate the sun better than a regular vampire could. Maybe I’d have to stay up past sunrise to find out.
    “Do you think I’m part demon, Jonas?”
    He hesitated and took a deep breath. “I don’t know. You don’t look or smell like one.”
    “What do I smell like?”
    “You don’t have a scent. Well, you didn’t. Since you’re wearing Tabby’s sweatshirt I can smell her scent on you.”
    I chuckled. “How did you even know what I was when you first met me?”
    “Your eyes and your skin tone. I’ve been around vampires long enough to recognize one at first glance.” He grinned.
    “So how can we tell if I’m part demon?”
    “Well...there are a couple of different ways. Demons can turn into dark mists.”
    I squinted my eyes. “Like a shadow?”
    “Something along that line. They can also force humans to do things, manipulate memories, communicate with the dead and…” He gazed into my eyes.
    “And?”
    “They can travel to Hell and return back to Earth.”
    I shook my head. “I am not going to venture there. No way. And I don’t want to even try communicating with the dead.” Demon or not, I wanted to keep my feet planted on Earth and my conversations with the living.
    “I don’t think we could test sending you to Hell anyway. Without a demon watch, it requires a séance.”
    “Hey you two,” Tabby said.
    Jonas and I turned around as she strolled out on the deck with bare feet.
    She put her hands on her hips. “I’m going to fix a sandwich. Would either of you like one?”
    Jonas eyed me. “Hungry for real food yet?”
    I smiled and tilted my head back to meet Tabby’s eyes. “I’ll have one with you.”
    “Great,” she said. “I’ll get them ready.” She headed back into the house.
    I shifted my attention back to Jonas. “Boss mentioned she might be able to help me.”
    He rose and looked down at me. “She’s a shape shifter. She might be able to assist if you want to try to turn into a mist. And she would be a good candidate to test your mental skills on.”
    I got up and followed Jonas. “Why can’t I test that ability on you?” I asked. The thought of compelling someone to do something against their will seemed wrong, yet the idea intrigued me.
    He stepped through the glass door. “I’ve got special contact lenses to shield my thoughts. Shape shifters can’t wear them.”
    I followed him inside. “Where do you get those kinds of contacts?”
    “Boss got them from a powerful warlock,” he answered, shutting the patio door and locking it.
    “A warlock?” I asked, wondering what other supernatural

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