“With a lie, which comes as naturally to you as breathing, so I won’t take it personally. I think my father knew his lineage. He knew what the Cŵn Annwn could do. So he told you. You realized that was my best hope. The problem was how to contact the Hunt. I mentioned those visions of mine. They give me all sorts of tidbits, pieces that seem random but eventually come in handy. Like this one I had of a guy trying to contact the Cŵn Annwn. He interrupted their hunt. He knew their target and waited for the Huntsmen. That’s one method. A better one? Find someone who fits their criteria and do the job for them. Someone like Greg Kirkman. That’s how you contacted the Cŵn Annwn, isn’t it? You and my father killed him—”

“Not your father. Just me.”

“Then why did Seanna visit him?”

“Because she’s an idiot. How many times do I need to say that?”

I paused, then said, “You killed Greg Kirkman.”

“Yes. I found him. I killed him to lure the Cŵn Annwn, while providing them with a gift and a sign of my willingness and ability to do more of the same.”

“So you admit to this, yet when I accused you and Todd of killing the other four, you said you weren’t responsible. You blamed him.”

She flinched. “It wasn’t like that.”

“It was exactly like that, Pamela. You said my father did it. That he loved me so much he did that for me. You threw my father under the bus to save yourself.”

“No, I said it because you love him.”

I stared at her. “You accused him out of jealousy?”

“Of course not. You’ve always loved him more, and I never blamed either of you for that. He is easy to love. I am not. I accused him out of panic. Obviously, I didn’t think it through, or I’d know you’d get to the truth eventually and hate me for the lie. All I thought at the time was that you loved him and so you would forgive him, as you would not forgive me. You would understand he did it out of love. With me? Nothing I can say will convince you I did it for you. You cannot forgive me.”

“But I have.”

A bitter laugh. “Ah, yes, I can tell.”

“I forgive you for killing four people because they were killers. If their deaths let me walk? I’m okay with that. What I cannot forgive you for is James and Gabriel. The death of a man I loved. The attempt to ruin the life of a man I love.”

“Love? Gabriel?” Her spine snapped straight. “I hope you’re saying that to taunt me, Eden.”