WITH THE KIDS LURED upstairs by a bowl of popcorn and a DVD, I turned on Jess. “Okay, what’s going on? What wouldn’t you tell me over the phone?”
She took the chair between Ethan and me, but twisted toward me. “The man I met with this morning? He used to be in the same coven as this Marianne.” She took a deep breath. “As soon as I told him she was a twin and her sister’s name was Amber, he had no doubts who I was talking about. Apparently, there were a few of them in the coven who wanted to ... try something different.”
I frowned. “Something different? What does that mean?”
“The few witches had concerns about the ... purity of the magic they produced. They were convinced the dilution in the witches’ bloodline was to blame—”
“Dilution?”
She nodded. “There aren’t that many male witches
