Page 31 of Protected By Monsters (Everwood Demons 1)

“Piano,” I finally said.

“Wow, that’s so cool!” she grinned, and I shifted uneasily at her excitement and joy directed at me.

“What about you?” she asked as she turned to Chumley. “Anything other than TV?”

“I like food,” Chumley chuckled, and Lily just giggled and nodded.

“Don’t we all,” she grinned, before focusing on Jack and arching a brow at him.

“Studying. I spend most of my time learning. Like Bug, I read, but not fantasy stories and such, I read to learn. History, psychology, everything that I can,” Jack said.

“If you guys are watching over me and studying, how do you have the time to do all this?” she said, frowning as she eyed us all.

“We don’t sleep,” Bug said as he played with his elastic band again.

The whacking against his skin had annoyed me for so long, but it kept him from freaking out like he used to do when we first came here, so I ignored it now. He clearly needed the weird thing. Jack had suggested it after reading some psychology books and human brain stuff.

Not that I understood it.

“Wow.” Lily was awestruck by this. “You don’t even nap.”

“We’re creatures crafted in Hell, sleep is not something we’ve been engineered to need,” Jack stated.

“That’s so weird,” Lily murmured. “So, you say you were created in Hell, does that mean you have no family?”

“Just each other. And you,” Chumley sighed as he clasped his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling.

Lily looked a little saddened by this.

Why would such a thing matter anyway? Humans were difficult to understand, and our Lily was more human than demonic we’d realized. Having grown up amongst them, she wasn’t like us.

But there was something truly special about her, something we’d sensed as soon as we’d come into being.

And it was more than being the daughter of a Prince of Hell.

No, Lily was much more than that.

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