Sam could hardly focus on what Buzz was saying during the drive back, but in all fairness, Buzz probably wasn’t focusing on what he was saying either.
Instead, she kept seeing those gray eyes, so oddly familiar that they unsettled something deep inside her. There was nothing else she recognized about the woman with black hair, scarring along one side of her face and neck, and soft wrinkles gathered at the corners of her eyes.
She had known without asking that the woman was Ronan’s mother. The color of her hair, the soft bow of her lips, the warm hue of her skin. So much of it mirrored Ronan’s features. Which meant she was a Veriscent too.
And those eyes.
“Sam-Sam.”
She blinked, startled back into the present as the truck engine cut off. Glancing out the window, she saw the familiar sh
