chapter 47

Kyan She shouldn’t have known the name of the game, and she shouldn’t have known anything about my childhood. My father was dead before she would have had any memories valid to go off. I knew her magic was familiar; I knew it came from my bloodline, but how she got it exactly is what confuses me. There are only two ways to do that. Either it is given to her or she siphoned it from him. Anger courses through me at either one of those answers. Either he handed it over, knowing he could have used it to save them both, or she took it from him and killed him. Tap, Tap, Tap. Looking up, I see Lucas is at my car window, and I look around. I don’t even remember the drive here. Tossing the door open, I get out. “Are you alright? You have been sitting in your car for half an hour, and inside is freezing,” he asks. “Sorry,” I mutter, stalking off toward the house. Unfortunately, the house runs off energy and mine is lethal right now, so no wonder it is freezing inside, not that I could tell. I al