Gran was seated on the sofa now, with her boys standing at attention behind her. Mr. Stratton paced in front of the fireplace. Gran hid a smile at the sight of us; Luc’s father stared at our intertwined hands for a long moment before raising his eyes to Luc and giving a barely perceptible shake of his head. Luc’s hold on my hand tightened, and I felt a sudden wave of loathing for Mr. Stratton. Gran cleared her throat. “Now that we’re all on the same page, I think it’s time to decide what we’re going to do.” “Yes.” Mr. Stratton stopped pacing and leaned against one side of the marble fireplace. “Addy, since Lucas has already made it perfectly clear what he thinks, I’d like to know your thoughts.” The fact that he was actually asking my opinion—when I had been so sure just a moment ago that he’d do no such thing—gave me the courage to bring up the thought that had been nagging at me ever since I’d read the summons. “What about the fact that I’m only half human?
