I crossed my arms and flopped back in the chair, debating what I should do. Keep being “stubborn” as he’d so nicely put it. Or hear him out. “Fine, then tell me what happened.”
Shock flickered across his face, just like it almost always did when I decided to cooperate. “Okay…Well, where do you want me to start?”
I shrugged. Did it really matter? It wasn’t like he was going to tell me the truth or anything. “Wherever you want.”
“Okay…” He seemed to be struggling on where to begin. “Do you remember that necklace I gave you?”
I nodded as I touched my neck, and I quickly realized that the locket was no longer there. “Wait. Where is it?”
“Relax. I have it.”
That didn’t make me relax at all. “Why do you have it?”
“I’m getting to that.” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “When I gave you the necklace, I wasn’t just giving it to you because it belonged to you. I gave it to you because it has sugilite in it.”
I gave him a questioning look. “What’s sugilite?”
“It’s the purple stone in the center of the locket. It protects whoever is wearing it from certain kinds of magic.” He paused. “Like the mind erasing kind of magic.”
“But I thought you said my mother gave me the necklace when I was little?”
“She did, specifically because the stone is sugilite.” He leaned forward and rested his arms on his knees. “She gave it to you because you have the stars energy in you. It was her way of trying to protect you from anyone who tried to use magic on you to get to the star’s power.”
“So why didn’t it work when I was little?” My voice bit sharp and was full of bitterness. “When Sophia detached my soul from my emotions, why didn’t it protect me? Is that not a form of magic?”
Alex shook his head. “No, it’s a form of magic. But Stephan…well, he knew what it was and took it off of you before Sophia detached your soul.”
“Stephan knows what the necklace is?” This seemed to make the possibility of it actually protecting me and the star not possible.
He nodded. “That’s why I tucked it into your shirt. So he wouldn’t see it and make you take it off.”
I remembered how, right before Alex had climbed out of the Jeep back at the cabin—back when Stephan had shown up with the Death Walkers—he had reached over and tucked the necklace into my shirt. Whatever you do, keep that hidden. Don’t let anyone know you have it, he’d said.
“But why would you do that?” I questioned. “Why give it to me at all if you knew it would stop someone from being able to detach my soul? I thought you said that my soul had to be detached to keep the stars power thriving enough so that it could save the world.”
He gave a look that made my skin go electric. “Because I wanted to stop anyone from being able to detach your soul.”
I stifled a laugh. “I highly doubt that, especially since you’ve told me a ton of times that my soul has to be detached.”
“Yeah…but I…” He drifted off.
“But you what?” I pressed.
“But,” he took a breath, “when I first gave you the necklace, I was still deciding whether or not I was going to let my father see you wearing it. If he’d seen it, then he’d have made you take it off before he tried to use the memoria extraho on you.”
As unsurprising as this was—I mean, how many times had Alex lied and betrayed me—it still made my heart hurt a little. “If that’s the case, then why did you give the necklace to me at all?”
He shrugged, his eyes wide with confusion. “I have no idea.”
I shook my head, the electricity nipping at me like invisible gnats that I so wished I could swat away. “Well, that’s nice.”
“Look, Gemma,” he said, his voice very let’s-get-down-to-business. “I know I’ve done some pretty crappy things to you, but can’t we just move past it. The point is, I did hide the necklace from my father. I protected you from getting your mind taken away.”
“Why, though?” I asked suspiciously. “I mean you were so dead set that Stephan was good and that I was completely wrong about him sending my mom into The Underworld. You were so determined that I needed my emotions to be taken away so the star’s power could save the world. So why the sudden change of heart?”
He was quiet for a moment, which sent up a red flag in my mind that he was about to tell me a lie.
“Stephan showing up with the Death Walkers,” he finally said. “There has to be something else going on—something bad if he is working with them.”
I eyed him over warily. “If that’s what you really believe, then why were you acting like you were on Stephan’s side—you just stood there while he hurt me and tried to take everything about me away. You didn’t do anything.”
“I couldn’t do anything. I had to pretend that I was on his side. Besides, I knew as soon as he tried to use the memoria extraho on you, he’d black out.”
“He blacked out?” I said. “Why?”
“Because that’s what the sugilite does,” he explained. “Those who try to use harmful magic on someone who has sugilite on them, automatically get magical harm done on them instead. It’s how sugilite works.”
“What kind of harmful magic gets done on them?” I asked curiously, wondering if there was a possibility that Stephan could perhaps be dead and that my problems would be over.
“That all depends on the kind of magic the person is trying to use. In my father’s case, since he was trying to harm your mind, the sugilite harmed his mind instead, to the point that it made him pass out.”