Chapter 2In the shower, Seamus ran through several possibilities about who his parents thought would be able to help him. As he tried to remember each coven member’s gifts, he realized how inactive he had been in the coven in the last year. He’d attended all the major sabbats, but when it came to monthly full moons and dark moons that didn’t coincide with any major sabbats, he had spent most of those in the house library. As a matter of fact, he had spent most nights there, no matter what was going on with the moon.
By four forty-five, he was dressed and in the kitchen. Khnurn was putting a frittata in the oven, and Ian was next to him putting in a tray of homemade biscuits. They smiled at each other, and Seamus smiled also, happy for them.
“I’ve made ful medames the way you like,” Khnur
