Slowly, Jackson nods. “I think the God of Death and Goddess of Life would be the most powerful, the most…capable of giving gifts like ours.” Jackson murmurs with a shrug. “I mean, think about it - do you think you could give someone a gift right now? Or your mom?”
I shake my head, considering it and knowing that it’s completely out of my realm of power.
“Yeah,” he sighs, “I think the demigods are out. But, amongst his near-Godly children…it could be them.”
I bite my lip, studying his face. “Which one do you think it is?”
“I don’t know,” he answers, turning to stare at me. “It’s all speculation anyway. But…you asked what was on my mind,” he shrugs. “That’s what I’ve been turning over.”
“Maybe we need to spend more time in the library,” I sigh, curling close to my mate and stroking what
