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voice with a dark smile.
                  “As long as it doesn’t involve more bones,” I shook my head vehemently.
                  “You have my word.  It’s back upstairs in my room.” My stomach clenched at the thought of his empty bed as well as his father’s skull and crossbones.  I wasn’t sure which one I was more afraid of.
                  “So why do you have your own bedroom on a yacht that’s used by all of the Sons?” I questioned him as we climbed the stairs.  He ran his hand through his hair before answering.
                  “Well, I guess you could say I use it more often,” he responded vaguely.
                  “Why’s that?” I prodded further.  He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye before speaking again.
                  “Because it’s my yacht.”
                  I almost tripped up the stairs. “You’re telling me that you have your own yacht,” I blurted out, not believing him for a second.
                  “That’s right.”
                  “Are you going to tell me the beach house is yours, too?” I challenged.
                  “No,” he crowed at me, as if owning a beach house at the age of seventeen was ludicrous but owning a yacht wasn’t.  “My family’s been around for a very, very long time.  Over the years, money just tends to…collect.  Your family’s no different, Pasha.” 
                  He grinned, clearly amused.  I hadn’t thought about that.  Technically, I had a huge mansion on the Fortunate Isle.  What else did I have that I didn’t know about?
                  “Touche,” I snickered. Doing my best to ignore his father’s skull staring us, I followed Finn out onto the deck adjacent to his room.  The view was magnificent.  Sparkling blue water stretched out in every direction, soothing every cell in my body.  The deck beneath our feet also held several comfortable looking lounge chairs and one massive Jacuzzi.  I couldn’t imagine how incredible it must be up here at night under the stars.   
                  “I haven’t had a chance to tell you how beautiful your hair is.” Finn gently played with an aqua highlight and I was hopelessly caught in his intense gaze. “It brings out your eyes.  It’s incredible.” 
                  “I don’t know how it happened, I went to sleep last night and they just appeared.”
                  “It’s all a part of the transition.  Your body’s slowly transforming as you get closer and closer to your eighteenth birthday.  You’ll become stronger as well.” I remembered how easy it had been to push Noah down on to the sand a couple months ago.
                  “Why now?  Why last night?” I wondered, absently fiddling with the hem of my navy shorts.
                  “Being a direct descendent, you must have been exposed to something from your past or direct bloodline.  That’s why most Chosen descendents don’t have to take a journey to the River, their essence is filled through the presence of their family or something that represents their family.”  He smiled shyly at me, “That’s another reason why I gave you the aquamarine necklace.”
                  “Because aquamarine represents my mother,” I connected the dots. 
                  “Right,” he confirmed.
                  “I had a reverie last night, but I had no idea where I was.  There was an old man there.”
                  “Maybe that’s why your soul was drawn to him,” he suggested as his eyes lit up with excitement, “because he was in your past or a part of your direct bloodline.”
                  “What about you?” I questioned him, “Are you a direct descendent?” Unfortunately instead of an answer, Finn walked