"Moonwright." I test the name on my tongue. It feels foreign and familiar at the same time. "Could that be my family?"
"Maybe. The timeline works. If Elizabeth married out and her descendants lost touch with the Blackthorn Pack, the connection could have been forgotten over generations." Kieran flips forward several pages. "But there's nothing here about divine blood or Moon-Blessed powers. Just mentions of exceptional healing abilities."
"Maybe they hid what they were." I pull another book toward me, this one focused on pack alliances and treaties. "If having divine blood made you a target, you'd keep it quiet."
We work in silence for a while, the only sounds the turning of pages and the scratch of pen on paper as I take notes. Kieran makes coffee when the first pot runs out, strong an
