Sekhmet's Curse (Pearl Vampire Chronicles)

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Authors: Dara Nelson
whispered.
    “He knows I’m coming.  I can feel him.  He’s tense, nervous, and curious but he’s also scared about something.  Something’s happened.  That’s why he’s here.  Something’s happened and he’s looking for my help.”
    “How do you,” Carlos began asking, but I interrupted him. 
    “I don’t know,” I snapped, “How did I know without a doubt that Matt wasn’t going to harm me when I first saw him?  How did I know that Jonas had good in him?  I don’t know how I know these things, damn it.  I just do.” 
    I felt bad for snapping at him, but I’d have to worry about apologizing later.  Right now all I could concentrate on was what was about to happen.  Right now all I could think about was meeting my son.  Or, rather, meeting the son that I gave birth to.  Since I was never a part of his life, I couldn’t really call him my son, could I?  My heart screamed at me that I wasn’t ready for this but my brain brought logic to my panic: you’ll never truly be ready, Sarah, so just get your ass up and do it, it said to me. I stood up, turned around and looked at Matt and Carlos.  The concern on their faces was so heart-warming.  I smiled at them and gave them each a quick kiss.  “I’m ready now.  Let’s go see what he needs.”  We climbed back into the car, with me in the middle, Matt and Carlos on either side of me, my hands clamped firmly in theirs.    Within a few minutes, we could see the wall of the fortress ahead.   “Do you know where he is, Sarah?”
    I nodded, “He’s in the trees between the cave and the fortress.  He’s afraid of all the vampires.  I’m going to have to do this alone, guys.”
    “Uh-uh, no way, Sarah,” Carlos mumbled.
    “He’s only a child, Carlos.  He’s not going to harm me.  Please stop worrying.  I’ll be where you two can see me, but I have to go to him alone or he’ll run.  Please?”
    “How fast do these things reach adulthood?” Matt said.
    “It takes them about a year, I think.  He’s only about seven months old, so he’s about the equivalent of an eleven or twelve year old boy.” I said.
    “A very strong, deadly, twelve year old boy.   Don’t forget that, Sarah.” Carlos said.
    “I know and I won’t.  I promise.”
    We pulled into the courtyard a few minutes later and I had to force myself to relax.  Every muscle in my body wanted me away from this place and it took every ounce of strength I had not to run.  Ivan brought the car to a stop and opened the rear door for us.  Before he climbed out Matt turned, looked at me and waited.  I squeezed my eyes shut and took a few deep breaths.  Finally I just mumbled, “Fuck it, Sarah.  You’re never going to be ready for this, so just go.”  I opened my eyes and nodded at him.  We all climbed out into the sunlight.  My eyes instantly moved left and found him in the trees.   He seemed surprised that I found him so quickly and I saw him tense up.  I smiled slightly.  The three of us walked toward the back corner of the yard where the waterfall is (my favorite spot) .   “You guys wait here on the bench please,” I said then I walked about ten feet away from them and looked up into the trees.  The child flew towards me, hovered then backed away into the trees again.  I stepped farther away from Matt and Carlos and watched as the child did the same thing as before.  “I think he’s afraid to come down here into the yard.  I’m going up on the roof.”
    I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and I glanced quickly at Matt and Carlos, “Don’t move, please.  I’ll stay on the edge of the roof where you can see me, okay?”
    They both nodded and sat back down, but I could see that they were both ready to pounce in the blink of an eye and it made me smile.  “My protectors,” I mumbled as I floated up toward the roof.  I sat on the edge with my feet dangling down and smiled at them.  I scanned the trees and had just started to

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