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“It means I've heard far too much about my daughter,” Ezra groans behind me. I glance over my shoulder.

“It's a fairy,” Marabella blurts.

“Like the sandman?” Corina asks excitedly. “Not exactly,” Marabella looks at me for help. Thankfully, my father has enough sense to talk our way out of this very awkward situation.

“Kind of, the sandman puts the sand in your eye to sleep, the nympho removes it, making you stay awake,” he explains this nonsense situation.

“Enough about this sleep thief, your mother, and father need to speak with Lucas,” my father tells her, scooping her up.

As Marabella steps into the kitchen, I can't help but feel a sense of unease. Lucas's newfound ability to open portals is intriguing, but it also raises questions about his potential and the source of this power so early. We've broken the Octavian curse, so he should manifest like any normal witch. Not that there is much normal in my bloodline given our descendants; we are officially in uncharted territory.

Meanwhile, Ezra helps Jonah to his feet, and Eziah continues to cradle Temperance, who remains unconscious in his arms.

I approach Eziah, who is still crouched beside Temperance. His eyes are locked on her, filled with worry and concern. The bond between them is undeniable, and it's clear that he would do anything to protect her.

“Eziah,” I say softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. He turns to look at me, his eyes searching for answers.

“None of this makes sense,” he tells me, and I nod.

I nod, but his gaze never leaves Temperance. “I know, but we also need to find a way to wake her up. She's the only one who can shed light on what she did.”

I take a deep breath, my mind racing with possibilities. The sudden scream that incapacitated everyone in the room was unlike anything I've ever witnessed. It was as if a powerful force had surged through Temperance, affecting everyone in its path. But what did she do exactly that she was able to drop a Moon Goddess?

“Is mom okay?” Eziah asks, looking over at his father as he scoops up Kat. Her aura, once wild and untamed, seems to have calmed down in her slumber.

“She'll be fine. I can feel her. She's probably been shoved into the Moon Goddess realm. I can see her eyelids moving,” Ezra explains.

ChapterForty-Eight

Kyan

I check on Eziah, helping him carefully examine Temperance for any signs of harm. Aside from a few scratches on her arms from the fall, there are no significant injuries.

Marabella returns from the kitchen, her expression worried. “Lucas?” I ask her, and she glances back at the kitchen.

“Refused to say anything, said he had no idea what Corina was talking about.”

“He's lying. He's hiding something,” I tell her, and she chews her lip nervously.

“Marabella!” I tell her, and she lifts her gaze to mine.

“Fine, speak to him, but just go easy on him, he seems upset,” she trails off.

“We've told him countless times that if he notices anything strange or feels it is, he is to come to us, not hide from us.”

“He's a child,” she states when my father speaks up from where he is sitting on the steps with Corina.

“Kyan is right, Marabella, he needs to be open about these things, magic can't be taken lightly. He is an Octavian, if he can open portals, we need to know, to protect him,” my father tells her, and she sighs.

I motion for her to step aside, and she casts a nervous glance at the kitchen door. “If he lies?” she asks nervously. Yet, she has nothing to be nervous about, I detest liars, but he is our son. I would never harm our children.

“Then I'll do what my father did when I lied to him about having magic,” I tell her and my father chuckles.

“He made a vase explode, told me that his pet finch did it?” my father offers with a chuckle.

“His finch?” Marabella asks curiously.

“Yep, yet when he made his finch explode, I asked him if the vase did it.” My father laughs, and I shake my head.

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