Domination hung by the waist of my jeans in its leather sheath, as secure and snug as my pants. Dad had showed me how to attach it securely to my belt, but it was still awkward the way it hung at my side. Although Domination wasn’t a very heavy sword, it still added extra weight to the left side of my body, forcing me to stand very stiffly in order to avoid falling over. It helped that my vampire side made me stronger, but even then, I knew it would be a while before I became fully comfortable with Domination.
“How does it feel?” said Dad, standing across from me in the space we cleared in the basement for this purpose. “It’s not to heavy, is it?”
“No,” I said, shaking my head. I adjusted my belt. “It’s just a little different from what I’m used to, that’s all.”
“Understandable,” said D
