several
seconds until I thought she’d cut off my air flow.
Once she let go, she asked, “And where are
the pack police anyway?” She stomped over to the window and peered
down. It was hilarious to hear Jennifer speaking the paranormal
lingo.
“They’re not known for being timely, I
guess.”
Jennifer moved away from the window. “Follow
me.” She gestured as she moved past.
“What are we doing?” I asked as I followed
her out of the room and into her bedroom. A pink floral comforter
covered her bed. Numerous pillows were lined up with military
precision against the mahogany-stained headboard.
Jennifer plopped down at her desk in front
of her laptop and typed into the search bar on the screen.
“Vampires not fully turned? That’s what
you’re Googling?” I frowned.
“Well, do you have any better phrases?
That’s what happened to him, right?”
“Okay, good point, but I don’t know for
sure.”
“Well, this is a way to find out.” She
pointed to the computer.
“Yeah…” I clucked my tongue. “Google is the
best source for all paranormal information.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Carry on.” I gestured for her to continue.
“You really think you’ll find something…oh,” I said when she pulled
up a website devoted completely to this phenomenon.
Jennifer scooted her chair closer to the
desk. “Now we’re on to something. Let’s see what it says.”
I leaned in closer over her shoulder as I
looked at the screen.
She scrolled down the page. “Well, it’s not
all bad.” She clucked her tongue. “Some of the benefits are
improved night-vision, ability to sense other vampires, enhanced
strength, and stamina .” She looked at me and her eyes
widened while a devilish grin spread across her face.
“Get your mind out of the gutter,” I said,
trying to control my smile. “What are the cons? Well, besides
wanting to drink blood and being sensitive to the sun?” I
asked.
“It doesn’t list cons.”
“Ugh. Figures.” I let out a heavy sigh.
The ability to sense other vampires would
explain why Jack had said he sensed the vampires before he came out
of the bedroom. He knew they were coming, I guess.
I paced the length of her bedroom. “Okay,
this is good information, but what do I do to fix it?”
“Rylie, I don’t think there’s a way to fix
it. This is for life.” Her voice held an overtone of apprehension.
She met my gaze.
“Don’t say such things. There has to be a
way to fix it. I can’t let this happen to him. I can’t just say,
‘Oh well, sorry Jack. Deal with it.’”
She gave me a pitying look. “I understand
how you feel. It wasn’t your fault though. How were you supposed to
know they’d bite him?”
“With my luck, I should have known. I
shouldn’t have let him come with me.”
“You can’t shield him from your paranormal
life forever.”
“Ugh. This sucks,” I said as I paced the
length of the room again. “What am I going to do, Jennifer? I’ve
gotten Jack into this mess. He’ll never forgive me for it. See,
this is why I know I still have the curse. Something like this
would happen only to me.”
“Calm down. Don’t think like that. We’ll
figure this out. So what are his symptoms?” Jennifer asked.
“Symptoms? Are they symptoms? It’s not like
he has a cold.”
“Of course they’re symptoms. What else would
you call them?”
“Quirks? Idiosyncrasies? Bad habits?”
She rolled her eyes. “Nice try.”
“Fine.” I let out a deep breath. “Well, he’s
super sensitive to sunlight. He drinks blood from packages of raw
meat. He has a fascination with my neck. So it doesn’t make sense.
I mean, if he were a vampire, he wouldn’t be able to go out into
the sun, at all. He can still eat food; he just has a craving for
blood.” I shivered.
“Gross,” Jennifer said. “I could never date
a vampire. The drinking blood thing would gross me out.”
“Do you have any idea how ridiculous I’d
look to my clients if they knew I