"Just because," Adam said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a stone made of chalcedony, worn smooth. It had swirls of pink and blue and gray in it, all together, and he offered it to her in his palm.

"You don't exactly need it. It's a chalcedony rose and it's meant to protect you. It's what witches give to people they care about...but I thought it was more about the sentiment than the need."