23. Liam
Iput the thick, heavy, old book down and sat back, stunned at what I had just read.
Autumn’s people had either gotten it wrong or they’d lied about her on purpose.
Some of the markings on her body were about protection, guidance, and strength, yes. But the majority was almost like a love note written by Autumn’s mother to her daughter.
It told the story of a woman who had so much love for her child that she’d been willing to sacrifice everything for her and wanted her little girl to know that even though she wasn’t going to get the chance to be with her daughter physically she’d never be alone spiritually because her mother had literally inked her love into her body for her to carry around with her for the rest of her days.
It was devastatingly beautiful and Autumn needed to know about it.
I made copies of the pages out of the books that had the information I had found about her. I tucked one set of copies away for Raven and the rest of my coven to look through if they wanted to, and I stuffed the other copies along with my notes inside of a folder for Autumn.
I’d put it in her room for her to find on her own later because I didn’t want to give it to her in front of anyone else. I thought she had a right to look through them in private. And I also didn’t think it was Rain or anyone else’s business unless she chose to make it theirs.
I glanced at the clock on my desk and cursed under my breath. I’d gotten lost in my head again and I now would likely be late, per usual.
Only no one would give me shit for it this time because of that bullshit injury that had put me down in the woods. My pride still smarted a little bit and I had some proving myself to do.
To myself and to the female witch my coven wanted to claim as our own.