Witching Night (After Dark Book 3) by Sarah Bailey

Author:Sarah Bailey [Bailey, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Tree Publications
Published: 2018-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

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When they stepped out of the portal, Grace stared up at the large house with wide eyes. This is where Alistair had grown up. He squeezed her hand, tugging her along. He rang the doorbell with her shifting nervously beside him.

“Hey, it’ll be fine,” he said, looking down at her with a smile.

He’d taken her home for a change of clothes after breakfast. Josh and Amelia weren’t home at the time, so she hadn’t dealt with an interrogation.

The door opened and a man who looked a lot like an older version of Alistair greeted them.

“Come in, come in,” he said, a warm smile on his face.

Alistair put his hand on her back, ushering her inside. They followed his father through into the living room and sat down. She gripped Alistair’s hand again, trembling.

“Grace, this is my father, Torin.”

“Hello,” she said, her voice quiet.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Grace. I understand from my son your father passed away recently. I offer my condolences on your loss,” Torin said.

“Thank you.”

Alistair let go of her hand and wrapped an arm around her, kissing the top of her head.

“Are you all right?” he whispered.

She nodded, leaning into him. When she looked back at Torin, he was watching them with interest. Did Alistair not act this way with other girls? Or had he never taken a girl to meet his parents before?

“Alistair said Ophelia left when you were very young,” Torin said.

“My father told me I was six months old. He only told me the day he… he died why. He made her leave after they discovered I had no magic and she’d lied to him about leaving her old life behind.”

Alistair’s arm tightened around her.

“But I do have magic, at least, that’s what we discovered recently.”

She hesitated. She wanted to know if his father could shed some light on the situation.

“I have very limited control over it, but… it only came out after I met Alistair.” She looked up at him. “You said you only felt a tiny inkling of it, but it was only when we… well, I may have thrown your son across the room by accident.”

Torin raised his eyebrows.

“Are you saying that you think by meeting Alistair and being around him, it brought your magic out?”

She nodded. It was the only explanation she had for what was happening. Torin sat back, a pensive look on his face.

“And your father was sure you had no magic?”

“That’s what he said.”

“You must be born with magic. Ophelia is a powerful witch. The only plausible explanation is she somehow buried your magic. It is a question for the woman herself.”

If that was the case, Ophelia had lied to her father. I’m not really surprised at all by that.

“I can’t honestly say I wish to meet her.”

“I cannot say that will not happen, although I’m sure Alistair told you she is missing.”

She nodded. An itchy feeling raked over her skin. What if the only way to flush her mother out of hiding was to use her as bait?

“Has Bree heard from Lacey yet?” Alistair asked.

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