“You want to search my memories?” Lilly asked.
“I know that is invasive so if you’d rather me not, I will totally understand. But if there’s a chance I could find something about when you lived with your clan, maybe you’d finally know or remember what happened to you.”
Lilly thought about it for a minute, and Sally knew the minute she decided against Sally’s offer. “I appreciate it, Sally. But there are some things that my daughter’s best friend shouldn’t see. And regardless of how I ended up in the human realm, I wouldn’t change it.” Lilly was looking at Jacque and Slate. “I have those two wonderful blessings, not to mention you two, and I wouldn’t have had that if I’d stayed in the sprite realm.”
Sally understood. It was a lot to let someone into your mind to see your most intimate and private memories. And to be honest, Sally didn’t want to see Lilly’s private memories. Unfortunately, it could be a hazard of her ability.
“Can you tell us more about the sprites?” Jacque asked.
“Of course,” Lilly smiled. “There are different clans, and each clan is a different kind of sprite. There are seer sprites, elemental sprites, mentalist sprites, luminous sprites, and healer sprites. Sally’s mom is a healer sprite.”
Jen grinned. “Big surprise there.”
“Actually, I get my gypsy status from my dad’s side of the family.”
Jen’s mouth dropped open. “Shut. Up. Is your dad a sup too? Pixie butts, are my parents the only boring, hum drum humans of this trio? Which seems ridiculous considering how supernatural I was before we knew I had any supernatural blood.”
“So humble,” Jacque muttered.
“And there has to be supernatural blood somewhere in your family, or you wouldn’t have been a dormant werewolf,” Sally pointed out.
“Yeah, but having a sprite parent just sounds way cooler,” Jen whined.
“Get over it, Thelma,” Jacque said. “You have the most beautiful little girl in the world. Isn’t that enough?”
“There. Was that so hard to admit?” Jen asked, smiling triumphantly, her blue eyes sparkling with humor.
“You two are taking this really well,” Sally said.
“I agree,” Lilly said.
“I’m mated to a werewolf, my mom is mated to a warlock king, my best friend is a gypsy healer, and a high fae is our protector and sadistic mentor. Why on earth would you think this would rock my world?” Jacque asked.
“You have a point,” Sally agreed.
“So, this is the secret that’s been eating you alive for all of eight or so hours since you and Costin have been back?” Jen asked.
Sally rolled her eyes. “You know how I feel about secrets.”
“They’re like buttholes: dirty and everyone has them?” Jen asked.
Jacque and Lilly groaned at the same time Sally said, “Eww. What is wrong with you?”
“Doctors don’t know, and they’ve been looking for a cure for a while now. Turns out there isn’t a cure for pure awesome, badassness.” Jen’s smirk was wicked.
“I’m sorry I kept this from you, Jacque,” Lilly said. “I was going to tell you and soon. It was just a lot for me to take in myself.”
Jacque’s face softened as she looked at her mom. “I’m not mad, Mom.” Then she paused and looked at Sally. “Okay, now my mind is blown. We’re half sprite.”
Sally nodded. “That does sort of make the brain cells explode, doesn’t it?”
“Oh, come on!” Jen groaned, and Thia made some sort of sound as though she was trying to mimic her dramatic mother. “Not only do you get cool supernatural parents, now you get to have mixed supernatural blood? Was I just in the wrong line when they were handing out supernatural genes?”
“You do realize that the whole world is not about you, right?” Sally asked.
Jen’s eyes widened. “You’re kidding right?”
Jacque snorted. “Jen, give us this moment, okay? Let us wrap our minds around the fact that we’re not just one thing. Then we will go back to letting the world revolve around you.”
