8. Playing with Demons
“Let’s go play,” Amy said. “I feel the need for some fun after all that hard work.”
She still hadn’t realised that I didn’t need to take four steps to enter the lights and travel from one place to another. There was still a lot she didn’t know about my body. I hoped to keep as much hidden from her as possible. She already knew too much.
I watched the lights dance about us and felt my clothes change. I was back in jeans and a t-shirt. Amy stuffed the jewellery she’d been holding into the pockets of my jeans. She was smiling now, the predator in her coming to the fore. She wanted to hunt and have some sport with her prey. It was killing time.
We were back in the forest, at the training grounds of vampires and werewolves alike. Amy closed my eyes and let the scents
