should go upstairs to change.â
âYeah, those jeans have seen better days,â Ryan said.
I took one stair and paused, turning to face Ryan. âThank you for today. Youâve saved me twice now. This is starting to become a habit.â
âOne more time and I get my vampire-saving merit badge in the warlock scouts. Itâs always been a goal ofmine, so thanks for helping me out,â he said with a wink.
âShut up, goofy,â I said, ignoring the tickle in my belly as I headed upstairs to my room.
Ryan followed me. âWhy do you think they want to find the runes?â he asked.
I opened the door to my bedroom and my white cat, Spike, stood from his spot on the bed and stretched. I walked over to him and scratched his head as I thought about Ryanâs question.
âRemember that book Jill sent me when I was doing all that Serpentine research in the fall? Well, there was a theory that the runes were a time-traveling device. That the Frieceadans had taken and hidden the runes, then fled from the Serpentines.â
âWhat did the Serpentines want with them?â
âAccording to the book, they wanted to âcorrect their mistakesâ and start over. They had planned to go back, form the alliance with the Frieceadans, and then betray them, annihilating your entire clan. It would be easier to go back in time when the Frieceadans lived in the open, as opposed to now where yâall are in hiding, spread out all over the globe.â
âAnd thatâs their plan now?â
âI donât know. Iâm just guessing. I mean, they obviously know Mom is carrying a vampire-warlock baby, and that probably terrifies them. Weâve kept Mom well protected, and so far the Serpentines havenât tried to get to them. But if that baby is the prophesied child I read about last year, then its blood is the anti-venom to the Serpentine bite. That will make their bite powerless, which will in turn make them powerless. I think they want the runes as backup. Theyâre going to try to use me to get to the baby, and if that doesnât work, then theyâll just go back in time and start over.â
âWhat if the runes arenât the backup plan?â Ryan asked.
âWhat do you mean?â
âIf the runes are really a time-traveling device, then think about the power they would have if they had control of them. I donât think the runes are the backup plan at all. I think they plan to go back in time and rewrite history. If we donât exist, then the baby will never be born.â
âIf thatâs true, then they want me to help them kill off my own family. Why would I do that?â
âI donât know, but they think you will. Man, Ashe, thatâs some family tree youâve got there,â Ryan joked. But his eyes werenât smiling.
âI guess itâs a good thing Iâm not my fatherâs daughter then, isnât it?â
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The family sat in the dining room. Our table was giant and round; we often joked it was a replica of King Arthurâs round table. Rick could totally be King A, too. He was sorta majestic in his place. And even in her weakened state, Mom was definitely his queenâonly without all that infidelity stuff.
Tonightâs dinner was bangers and mash, and everyone seemed very happy. Auntie Tave joined us, which surprised Mom, but she was all smiles as Tave entertained us with blood-bank stories throughout dinner.
Dessert was a fabulous lemon cake that Aunt D whipped up without even blinking an eye. I know the woman is a witch, but really, not even magic could explain the depth of goodness that was her desserts.
As we all silently enjoyed our lemony slice of heaven, Aunt D took command of the table.
âWe have a wee problem,â she said, standing. âHere, love, yeâll need this.â She walked over to Rick and poured him two fingers of scotch, neat.
âMe too,â Tave