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some far off offspring of a witch, are you? ”
    He lowered his eyes. “Perhaps there is. ”
    “Why didn't you tell me?”
    “I was afraid of how you would react.”
    “But if you are what Paul says you are, and you try to avoid this place, why would you want to bring me here?”
    Salem sighed. “I promised Janet I would.”
    “How is Janet involved in this?”
    “She knows my secret,” he spoke quietly, “a ll thanks to Mark.”
    “Mark? As in h er boyfriend?”
    He nodded. “He is one of us.”
    “ What!? Oh my god , is she in danger!? ” I asked, beyond alarmed. Regardless if she w as my biological mom or not, I still l oved her .
    “Of cour se she isn’t,” h e smiled reassuringly.
    “This is all some sort of trick, right?” My voice was filled with panic as I stared at him with pleading eyes. “Tell me this isn't real. Tell me my mom is at home waiting for me, and that she's secretly planning a surprise party and is just using you guys to distract me.”
    “I wish I could, ” Salem replied.
    “ I don’t know what to think . This is all impossible,” I said, shaking my head, “ Okay , I’ll play along Mr. Vampire, but I have one question. ”
    “Anything.”
    “Why, if my father is your enemy, are you willing to be around me? Don't you fear that it is in my blood to be like him? Or even that he would kill you? ”
    He smiled, “I told you before. I find you intriguing; in more ways than I can even explain. And, you haven't been taught in the ways of hunting, therefore I have nothing to fear from you. As far as Paul goes, I have nothing to worry about. ”
    “ Okay , I have another one for you then . If you’re a vampire how are you out here in the sun? Shouldn't you have shriveled up and died by now? Or burst into flame ? ”
    He grimaced. “This is reality, Alexis, not a story. Everything you have read about vampires – most of it is false and inaccurate. We a re not beautiful, we don't turn into bats, we don't shrivel up in the sunlight and we are most definitely not afraid of something as fickle as garlic .”
    “That's not entirely true, ” I whispered bashfully.
    “What isn't?” He arched an eyebrow.
    “The beautiful part, ” I averted my eyes.
    “Consider me an exception in that aspect, then,” h e laughed.
    “So , then it is all true?” I paused for a moment, “are you going to kill me ?” I really wished I wouldn't blurt out what I was thinking.
    He put his finger on my chin and turned my face toward him. I flinched at his touch, trembling. “I have no interest in hurting you, or anyone else for that matter.”
    “Paul said you’re a monster and that I shouldn't trust you.”
    “Paul,” he said through gritted teeth, “is the monster. A lot of us haven't done anything wrong, not in several centuries. The hunters are the monsters!”
    “But you used to be monsters?” I asked.
    “Some of us, yes. Some stil l are, but I'm not amongst those . These hunters such as Paul do not understand that many of us are different. They only judge us by what we are, not who we are. ”
    I stared into his pale blue eyes, wondering if he was telling the truth. “If your kind is nothing to be afraid of, why do hunters even exist?”
    “I said a lot of us, not all of us. There are some vampires that are still a definite threat to society, and that is why the Waldron lineage exists. Your ancestors are natural born hunters of our kind. It would overwhelm you to know just how many vampires exist in the world, how many exist in just this little town. That is why hunters exist.”
    I gulped at his words, trying to avoid wondering just how many vampires were roaming around in what I thought to be a peaceful little town. Sure, Willowshire wasn't perfect – we had criminals just as any town did, but thinking that there were undead monsters roaming through the city sounded far more sinister than your everyday crook . “Are your special abilities a part of being...what you are?”
    “No