My head went blank as I stared at Everett, waiting for him to laugh. His smile had faded, and he was watching me with a serious expression, eyes cautious.
“Excuse me?” I finally said, leaning forward to make sure this time I would hear his answer properly. My father had come to look for me after twenty years so he could have me give birth to his grandchildren? In what world did that make sense? I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry hysterically.
“He wants you to continue our bloodline. This ability we possess is hereditary, and it can only be passed down through the woman’s side. I…”
“Did you just say ‘we’?” I interrupted, finally meeting his eyes. “You have it too?”
“Yes.”
“How many of you have it?”
“Seven, including your fath
