Which brought him right back to his original question, that he still felt like John hadn’t answered. “But what would a Guardian want to do with you?” Jonah pressed. “That’s what doesn’t make any sense. Maybe if we knew what it was trying to gain, we could figure out what it wanted with Emma.”
It wasn’t until he was done speaking that he realized John had gone completely still. Even his eyes had locked on Jonah, flaring with unknown depths that sent a chill along Jonah’s spine. “What did you say?”
“About which?”
“You said…a Guardian.”
“Right. That’s what I found out. I found a book that belonged to the Votaries of Castelain, and Jesse’s convinced that’s who showed up at the house.” He leaned forward. “Do you know who Castelain was?”
Even the surface of the tea in his cup didn’t move as John spoke. “I can’t say that I do.”
Jonah deflated. “Oh. So I guess that means you wouldn’t have any idea why a Guardian would want to steal your power, either, huh?”