“I'll be there,” I said at once.
“Yes, you can,” Jaiden agreed grimly. “You have been thoroughly thrust into the war. I'm sorry.”
I'm not, I thought.
Over the past hour, I felt as if I had learned so much information that it might be too much to take in. My father, Jeremiah White, was the Divinity Leader. He had abandoned me at the age of four in order to command his cause. Meanwhile, my mother, Marianne White, had possessed a gift of Fate without my knowing for my whole life.
I really hadn't a clue about anything…
Immensely dejected, I peered out the window, hopelessly gazing at a city that was barren of any color—only awash in a dreary, depressing gray. That so matched my mood. I was just…exhausted. No food. No water. I was also pretty sure I had undergone just about every kind of e
