They’d insisted she wasn’t capable of driving, and, from how lightheaded she still felt, she had to agree with them.Okay. So, Dad is Frey. Mom is mortal. Grey, Frey…nobody said Dad was the brightest bulb in the chandelier.If Dad is Frey, and mom is human, what the hell does that make me? And does Mom know? What about Jamie and Jeff? Or Magnus and Morgan? Are they full gods? Two sets of twins, one half mortal, the other…what?God, my head hurts. She almost chuckled out loud at the irony of that phrase.She rubbed her aching head and saw Kir glance at her. She ignored it, still trying to puzzle out who knew what, or, hell, who was what.Logan, on the other hand, was more difficult to ignore. He reached forward and rubbed the back of her neck, the touch warm and surprisingly soothing. “Ease up, Jordan. I know it’s a lot to take in, but we’re willing to answer any questions you have.”“And we’re ordering in pizza.” Kir’s cheerful announcement fell flat as Logan and Jordan stared at him.
