{Ophelia’s POV}
I knew it. Somehow, I just did. It never occurred to me until he said it of course, but after the words left his mouth, something fell into place within me and I realized I had somehow known all along; which is why I could tell he wasn’t lying.
When you’ve been on the run from the supernatural for most of your life, there are instance when you stop and ask yourself the great, unanswerable question; why?
It didn’t sound right that we’d be hunted –all of us; a whole bloodline, all because our grandfather decided to sell his soul for wealth. The repercussion had seemed too dire; too strict, from the very beginning. But we had no other explanation to lean on, and so we believe what we had to believe; the only thing we had to believe.
But now it was crystal clear.
We had be
