Page 26 of Their Promise

Groaning, I picked up a breakfast taco. “It’s too early for this.”

“That alpha you went to college with was very adamant we consider him,” Mom said and rested her chin on her joined hands, elbows atop the table. “Something happen at college we need to do know about?”

I scoffed. “Definitely nothing happened. He’s a playboy and doesn’t realize I can scent his lies.”

Caleb’s eyes widened. “You can what?”

I flinched, remembering that I hadn’t told them about that power or some of my newer powers. “Um, yeah, I can tell when people lie.”

“When did that start?” Mom asked.

“Um, when I was fourteen, I think?”

“What?” Caleb, Riddick, and Branson shouted.

My hands flew up to my ears to cover them. “So loud.”

“Prove it,” Riddick said.

Sighing, I took a huge bite of food and waved my hand at him. “Say two things that are true and one that’s a lie. Things I wouldn’t know.”

He thought a moment and said, “I’ve seen Caleb cry. I stole a bottle of alcohol from a store. I have never eaten a peach.”

My eyes widened. “How have you never eaten a peach?”

“What was the lie?” he asked instead of answering.

“The bottle of alcohol,” I answered. “Now, why haven’t you eaten a peach?”

“The fuzzy outside grosses me out,” he answered.

“What other powers haven’t you told us about?” Caleb asked, eyes narrowed.

Looking down at my plate, I pushed the eggs that had fallen out of my taco around. “Well, um, I can sense lies, see auras most of the time though it is finnicky, and some other powers that just happen randomly.”

“Like?” Mom prompted.

“Telepathy, telekinesis, and … premonitions.” There were a couple others, but I kept those to myself.

“Premonitions? You see the future?” Mom asked.

“Sometimes.”

“How far in advance?” Caleb asked.

“It varies.” I shrugged. “Minutes. Hours.” In a whisper I added, “A year.”

“Run that back again,” Branson said. “A year?”

Sighing, I admitted, “I dreamed about that man attacking me last year.”

“That’s why you didn’t freak out,” Mom realized.

“You knew you wouldn’t get hurt,” Caleb said.

“I knew he would scratch me and that Mason and Kayden would come out and scare him away,” I admitted. “I thought it was just a dream until last night.”

They all looked at each other silently, giving me time to eat. Finished with my food, I stood, carried the plate to the sink, and said, “I’m going to shower.”

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