POV: JACKSON
Chris and I walked side by side towards Cora's coven. I chose to bring only Chris along today, as my mind was still tangled in the implications of Saint's words. Could it really be someone I trusted who was behind all this? I was unsure how to process that thought. My hope was that Saint had misinterpreted what Marcus had said; the last thing I wanted was to start doubting my own family and friends.
I glanced at Chris. I would trust him with my life, and the idea of suspecting him was unimaginable. He was like a brother to me, and our bond was so deep that I'd choose blind trust over doubt any day. That made Chris an exception in my mind.
"So, how are things with Saint?" Chris asked, breaking the silence.
"Pretty good, I suppose," I replied. It had become clear to me th
