table fixates on me, and I can see their minds replaying the words. “What does it mean?”
Seraphina holds up her finger as she leaves her chair. She wanders over to the giant cabinet in the corner, her fingers grazing along the dark wood until they grasp around the handle. She pulls it open and searches the drawers just like Reid did the night before until she finds the one she wants. She, however, does not remove a potion but rather a silver pendant at the end of a thin chain. She holds it around her finger and brings it over to the table.
She pulls my hand out and places the necklace in my palm. “You are an Innocent. Sanctuary is your home, and you will be safe here.”
I turn the pendant over in my hand. “What is this?”
“There are two distinct hereditary lines. This pendant indicates to which one you were born.”
I look up to see Sadie pulling out her necklace, an exact replica of mine. “We are from the line of the moon.” She beams with pride at me. “We’re cousins.”
“And you?” I ask Seraphina and Abby.
“An Innocent, born a child of the sun.” Abby pushes her hair away to reveal a similar necklace except the circle is gold. “There are an equal number of women in each line, because every Innocent has an opposite counterpart. The two are connected. They make each other stronger.”
“Abby and I are connected,” Sadie says, grinning across the table at her friend. “We have more control and energy when we are together.”
I immediately turn back to Seraphina. “So you and my mother?”
Seraphina smiles. “I am the sun, and your mother the moon.”
“And you?” I ask, turning to Jade. “Who is the sun for you?”
She smiles over at me. “You met her last night. Carolyn Hughes, the bartender at Rooster’s.”
I laugh to myself. “That’s how she knew my mother.” Because she is one of the Innocent too. My mind begins to wander, falling on the next most logical question. “But who is my sun? How do I figure it out?”
“That’s why we need to know what color you turned under the moonlight!” Abby bounces happily in her chair.
“Yes.” Sadie stands up, unable to hold in her excitement any longer. “We are all matched by what color we turn. Abby and I both turn yellow.”
“And Mom and Fiona always turned lilac, while Jade and Cari turn crimson red.”
“Oh.” The insistent questioning finally makes sense. “I turn green.”
“Green.” Abby taps her finger against her chin. “Does anyone we know turn green?”
“Julie?” Sadie shakes her head. “Wait. No, Julie turns blue.”
“No one turns green,” Seraphina says, standing up. I feel my face fall. “Yet,” she adds. “Not every Innocent we know has been through the ceremony yet. It’s a rite of passage when you turn twenty-one.”
I don’t want to say it, but the thought is loud in my mind. It would be just my luck that I am the only the one without a partner.
“Don’t worry.” Abby leans across the table toward me. “We will find her for you.”
“We promise,” Sadie adds.
I nod, trying not to let it worry me, because I have a million other things to think about. “So I guess this means I’m staying?” I say it out loud for the first time, even though I’ve been thinking it since I woke up.
“Hell yeah, you are!”
Seraphina rolls her eyes and turns me toward her. “What Abby is trying to say is that you belong here, Wilhelmina. This is your house, and no one, especially my son, can make you leave it.”
“But it’s dangerous,” I say, remembering Reid’s warning. “Reid said my mom’s murderer is still out there, and my being here could cause problems.”
Seraphina holds up her hand. “I don’t want to hear about it. That discussion is over. I’m leaving you with the girls while I check on Reid. I want you to meet us for dinner tonight. I hope you don’t mind eating at Rooster’s Diner two nights in a row.”
I shake my head. “That’s fine. But—”
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