Intended Series Collection: Books 1-6 by Abigail Grant (most important books to read TXT) 📕

I’m sure that would make me look ridiculous. He turns and takes a seat on one of the couches closest to the unlit fireplace. Everyone else in the home follows suit, taking their own seats around the room.

I find my spot by Gavin that I had vacated earlier. Tension and uncertainty coat the air around us as everyone waits for someone to speak first. There is no way in heck I’m opening my mouth to start this bizarre meeting.

Thankfully, Gavin takes the lead. “Thanks, everyone, for coming here today. I know this is a little unorthodox but…a week ago, I was on assignment at a party by the college, when I ran into Aella.”

He glances at me briefly before continuing, “I didn’t realize who she was at first, but there was something different about her.” He shifts uncomfortably and snakes a hand through his hair. “Well, I decided to do a little investigation and I found out that her birth mother was a Ganis.” Small gasps come from a few members of the group.

I snap my head in his direction. “My mother?! What are you talking about, Gavin?”

Gavin’s mom, Cami, speaks up from the opposite end of the couch that we occupy. “Aella… El, Ganis is a last name that is very well known around this area. The Ganis family are almost famous to people like us.”

People like us? “I know my mother was from around here, but I thought her family was all gone, and her last name was Lundon.” I reply.

Gavin places his hand on my leg. “She was born a Ganis and, you’re right, the Ganis family has been gone for a long time now. The name is just well known to people like us.” There it is again! His expression is sad, but I already knew I didn’t have any living relatives. Hearing it from others makes it slightly more real though.

“Why is my mother’s maiden name significant today? I was hoping we came here to talk about you and your family, not me and mine. Also, why do you keep saying ‘people like us’? Do you mean wealthy, was my family rich or something?” I start to get frustrated by all of the beating-around-the-bush going on and the crowd of sad faces that don’t make any sense.

“We are talking about both of our families and wealth isn’t the commonality.”

I throw my hands up. “Then what is going on, Gavin?”

From a chair on the opposite side of the coffee table, Jack speaks up. “Okay, Gavin, it’d probably be best if you start from the beginning. The... very, very beginning.”

Gavin runs one of his large hands through his always messy head of hair. I watch the telltale movement with unease, knowing that he has something difficult to tell me. He sits up straight and angles his body toward me. “Alright, Aella, I am going to tell you something that may sound crazy and random to you at first.” He pauses. “Do you know anything about Greek Mythology?”

My eyebrows knit together. “Um, kind of. It’s not really something I’ve studied but it was covered very briefly in my Literature class Sophomore year of high school.”

He nods and continues. “Well, there are stories about men that were given, or oftentimes cursed with the gift of prophecy by the gods. These stories aren’t super well known but are incredibly significant. One man, Laocoon, was a servant of the god, Poseidon. Laocoon was injured and became blind, so he was given the ability to see into the future, as a gift from Athena.” He studies my face for a moment, where I’m sure confusion is plastered.

He continues, “There were other stories too. Tiresias was a man who had been born with the gift of foresight. He grew to be an amazing warrior and used his gift for good.” He takes a short breath. “The members of my family are very long descendants of one of these men that were gifted or born with the ability to see into the future.” He looks deep into my eyes, silently begging me to understand.

My palms sweat against my jeans as I try and wrap my head around his history lesson. I think back to what he told me last night outside of my bedroom. ‘I didn’t know he would grab you like that. I didn’t see it. I should’ve seen it.’ There’s no way he’s like me. No one is.

“Gavin, how can you be certain that those men even existed? It’s mythology, right? They were stories, made up so long ago.” My voice is quiet.

He shrugs and lets out a long breath. “I’ve grown up my whole life learning about them and I am positive they were real because I am the same as them, Aella.” His confession makes my eyebrows shoot up. “We also know of others who are descendants of those Seers in different parts of the world. There are ten groups, or families, but only two of the Seer families are from this area.”

He holds up two fingers and knocks one down. “My grandfather’s family, the Cole’s.” He drops the other one and grabs one of my hands. “And the Ganis family…your family.”

Harshly, I pull my hand away from his and look around at all of the pity-filled faces watching me. “Um, I think I need to go for a walk.” I stand up. “Please excuse me,” I whisper before I rush through the front doors of the house, looking for a place to escape from Gavin’s confession.

I reach the end of the manicured lawn and find a dirt path that leads up into the trees behind Gavin’s childhood home. I follow it, taking the wonderful pine scent and the clean air into my hungry lungs. If what he was telling me is true, then I am not the only one with the ability to see the future as I had always thought.

I never considered that it was something genetic, that had been passed down to me by my mother or that I