Awakened

Training

"What?" I ask, alarmed at the idea of some creep just sitting in the bushes watching me. "Why would they do that? Who was it?"

Harry takes a seat next to me and holds my hands in his. "There are some people who want to sell people like us and make big money. And there are others who just want to exploit us and basically treat us like slaves. Still, others just want to get rid of us. We're seen as an abomination that needs to get eradicated."

I gnaw my lip out of nervous habit. "So, basically it's a lose-lose-lose situation."

Harry's face is all the answer I need.

"Do you know what type of person it was?"

He shakes his head. "I couldn't get into their mind since I was already in yours."

"Is that the only power you have? Going into people's minds and manipulating them or suppressing memories?"

"No," he says but his lips don't move. They're in a smirk.

My eyes widen in wonder. It sounded like he spoke directly into my mind.

"Which I did," he replies in my head again.

"You can read minds!" I exclaim and nearly pounce on him.

He laughs. "Yeah, but only sometimes. It's difficult for me to stay in for a long period. Usually only for a couple of moments. Mostly, like I said before, I manipulate the minds of people by making them see things, forget they saw them, or believe thoughts I place. We usually have one dominant power and a smidge of another."

I think about my telekinesis. All I do is move things. And sometimes not even heavy items. "Do you know what other power I may have?"

"No. It usually pops up unexpectedly."

Disappointment courses through me.

Harry must see that because he wraps his arm around me and pulls me in close. "Don't worry. It won't be long now. I'll just train you with your telekinesis. You need to be prepared to fight if necessary." He kisses my forehead. "I don't know that I would do if something happened to you."

I snuggle closer. "Don't worry, Harry. Nothing's going to happen."

Harry and I walk downstairs hand in hand. He has to do some things but he says he'll be back later.

We're at the doorway when he kisses me for a long time. I lazily warp my arms around his neck and he places his hands on my waist.

I vaguely hear some gagging noises so I pull away and look over to see Eric laughing and my brother grimacing.

"Next time, don't make out in my line of sight. Or when I'm in the room please," Jacob pleads.

"Sorry," I apologize sheepishly as does Harry.

He just shakes his head and walks to the kitchen.

"Okay. I've got to go. Bye, darling." Harry quickly kisses me again.

Eric walks up to me after I close the door. "I didn't know you had those kissing skills, Y/N," he smirks.

"I didn't either," I reply awkwardly.

He just smiles at me, shakes his head, and walks to the kitchen.

I look after him weirdly and head back up to my room.

Later that week, Harry and I drive out to a park a couple of miles away.

"There is more isolation so we'll have a less chance of being seen," he explains to me as we hike.