said.
“No matter,” AnnaBeth said, waving her hand, “we shall sort all of that out shortly. It is a very small matter for Alexandra to recall her memories. Have you had any peculiar dreams as of late Alexandra?”
That struck a chord with Alex, and the answer was written all over her face. She had told Sam a little about the dreams that she was beginning to realize were not normal, but as Balthazar looked curiously at her she felt slightly guilty that she had not divulged that information to him.
“I see,” AnnaBeth said, “those are symptoms.”
“Symptoms?” Alex said, her forehead scrunching up as her eyes returned to the sisters.
“You have not learned to properly harness your powers,” AnnaBeth said, a small amount of guilt creeping into her voice. “That is our fault I am afraid. And unfortunately they are wreaking havoc on your aura. The dreams are an outlet for the need to use those powers in your waking life. If left as is, you will eventually die from the dreams.”
“You will ensure that does not happen,” Balthazar said, the threat clear in his voice and an ever so slight glimpse of hiss deep concern showing in his eyes.
“Of course, ” AnnaBeth said, trying to relax the demon lord. She was pleased to see the amount of affection he had for her. “We are here now, and we will teach you how to properly use the powers you possess.”
“What exac tly are these powers?” Alex asked. She had felt her powers, had been told how strong and important they were, but she still didn’t know exactly what they were.
“You are so very special, Alexandra,” AnnaBeth said. She reached across the table, as if hoping to grab Alex’s hand, but the gesture went unfulfilled. “You have been chosen amongst us all, to protect us. You alone can tap into the omniscient force th at rules us all. Your powers are immense and indefinite, limited only by your own will, and training, of course.”
Alex sat quietly at the table, letting the weight of this revelation fall fully onto her. It was a huge responsibility, and she was only sure of one thing, that she was not at all prepared to receive this information, much less act on it.
“Now,” AnnaBeth said, perking up, the seriousness vanishing and being replaced with that perpetually cheery smile, “we must return to the world of demons.”
Chapter Thirteen
“So, you know how?” Alex said, perking up. Her eyes darting around to everyone seated at the table.
“But of course,” AnnaBeth said, “we will use a key.”
“But there are no more,” Sam said, his brows furrowed. Once again, the women broke into chattering whispers.
“Ok, seriously,” Alex burst out, glaring at the sisters and effectively cutting off their secret conversation. “You have got to stop doing that.”
“Apologies, Alexandra,” AnnaBeth said, looking only briefly at her before turning to Sam, “No more keys you say? Wherever did you hear such a thing?”
Sam hesitated to answer , looking at Balthazar and Alex.
“You ma y as well tell them,” Alex said, throwing her hands in the air.
“You indeed should,” AnnaBeth said, lo oking expectantly at the trio across the table.
“A woman named Pani came to the house earlier,” Sam began to explain.
“A half-breed,” Balthazar said. The disdain was clear in his voice, and Alex couldn’t help but feel a slight sting at the insult. She wondered if he would feel that way about all half-breeds, such as one her and him might one day have. She quickly squashed those thoughts, realizing their relationship was nowhere near that level.
“In this world?” AnnaBeth asked, looking at Balthazar, a fierce seriousness o vertaking her expression.
“Yes,” Balthazar said with a slight nod.
AnnaBeth turned to one of two sisters on her right side, spoke a few words in their peculiar language and turned back to Alex, Sam, and Balthazar. Her expression brightened again, and