Chapter 89

Abby

Imogen unpacked three stones onto Elias’s table.

That was not what I expected.

They were all roughly the size of my palm.

One pale gray.

One almost black.

One white enough to catch the light from the window.

I looked at them.

Then at her.

“What are those?”

“Moonstones.”

Kade leaned closer.

“They look like rocks.”

Imogen looked at him.

“Excellent observation.”

I bit the inside of my cheek.

Kade did not look amused.

Imogen pointed at the empty chair beside me.

“Sit.”

Kade crossed his arms.

“I’m fine here.”

“I wasn’t talking to you.”

That helped.

I sat.

Imogen pulled the white stone closer.

“Hand.”

I gave her mine.

She turned my palm upward.

Her fingers were warm.

Not unnaturally.

Just warm.

“Tell me when you feel anything.”

I waited.

Nothing.

“Anything?”

“No.”