Chapter 7I wanted to ask Gabe fifty million things as our shoes squelched through the mud and damp leaves of the forested path. He didn’t owe me any answers, though. Now that I knew why he’d lurked around me so much, I felt even better about leaving the coven. Neither of us had to pretend anything anymore.
Fifteen minutes from the car, the silence gnawed at me. I barely knew Gabe. Trusting him to watch my back gave me an itch between my shoulder blades. For all I knew, he’d lied to make his spying mission easier. Likewise, he had no reason to trust me about leaving the coven.
One question bothered me more than the rest. The Rose Quarter coven, like the Petal Society, had over two dozen members. At least half had kids. Though I didn’t know the membership as well as I knew the Petal Societ
