Page 66 of Taming the Alpha's Daughter

“What did you do when you found out he had magic?”

“Showed him mine,” my father answers but she turns her gaze to me.

“Lucas has seen you use magic,” Marabella reminds me like I had forgotten.

“Yes, correct. But he hasn't seen the bad side of my magic.” Marabella looks at my father, who shrugs. “He needed to understand the dangers, I showed him, he never hid his magic after that.”

“He also wet the bed for a solid week after.” I shoot my father a glare at his words.

“Dad!” I tell him. Is he trying to convince her not to let me show him?

“Well, you did?” he shrugs.

“You awoke my dead rabbit, which was rabid,” I scold him.

“Worked, didn't it?” he asks. I shake my head, he knows how panicked Marabella gets, and his words are not helping.

Moving toward the kitchen, Marabella grabs my arm. “You're not going…”

“To raise the dead? No, Ella,” I tell her, kissing her head and opening the door to the kitchen. Stepping inside, I close the door to find Lucas sitting at the table.

“You lied to your mother?” I tell him, and he looks at me. I lean against the counter, folding my arms across my chest.

“Where do you go, Lucas?” I ask him. He says nothing for a while.

“No where,” he finally mutters under his breath while looking at the dining table. Yet, by his aura, I can see he is scared. Whether that is of himself or me, I am unsure.

Moving toward him, I crouch next to him. “Where do you go?” I ask him. He shakes his head, refusing to tell me.

“Magic can be dangerous, Lucas. If you're using magic, you need to tell me, so I can help you control it,” I tell him, brushing his fringe out of the way.

“You'll help me control it?” he whispers, and my brows furrow.

“Of course, why wouldn't I?” Lucas fiddles with his fingers.

“They wouldn't leave me alone,” he whispers, “I didn't mean to do it,” he breaks down, throwing himself in my arms.

“Who?” I ask him, now more confused than ever.

“The shadow people,” he mumbles into my shoulder.

“The ghosts?” I ask him, and he nods against my shoulder. “What did they do?”

“Nothing, I was playing with Corina, she said my eyes went funny, and my voice changed. They were annoying me, the boy, he made me follow him to the altar upstairs, I didn't want to go, but they said they'd take Corina, so I did,” he cries.

“Which boy? Tell me and I will cast them back to the shadow realm,” I tell him.

“The one that made Temperance follow him when she got locked in the room, they wanted to lock me in there too. I couldn't get out, I panicked.”

I pull away, so I could look at him. I am pretty sure I know which of our ancestors he is talking about, he's one of the one's Kaif did not get to in time to save. He thought he had broken the curse, but his mate managed to kill their firstborn. They went on to have another son, and he killed her the moment she gave birth.

“Then what happened?” I ask him.

He sniffles. “I don't know. I blacked out, I woke up in another place.”

“Do you know the place?” I ask him, and he looks away. “Have you gone there again since then?”

“Only when the witches won't leave me alone at night,” he mutters, and my heart skips a beat at his words.

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