Alpha Asher and Lola

Chapter 162

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 162 – “Congratulations on completing your first spell.” Cordelia’s smile was small, hiding something I couldn’t quite place. “How does it feel to call on your magic and have it respond?”

It was moonlight alone that allowed me to see her delicate features from where she sat on the patio chairs. The leather chords around her neck were dark, but the silver charms that dangled from them glittered merrily.

A frown ghosted across my face and disappointment filled my bones. “I-I didn’t do that correctly, did I?”

“Not at all, but you tried, and your magic did respond.” She replied, patting the seat beside her when my sour expression deepened. “Come sit with me before we go inside and sort this out.”

“Everything alright out here?” Rowena’s flowery voice trickled through the small opening in the sliding glass door.

00:00/00:00PUBFUTUREHARRYPOTTER1

“We’re fine, just a bit of sigil magic gone awry.” Cordelia shouted back, but kept her eyes locked on my face. A slight twisting sensation in the pits of my stomach told me something was going on with the two witches. Rather than ask, I sank into the seat I once occupied and waited for her to speak. “Now, tell me. What did you do wrong?”

I skimmed the spell again and again until heat flooded my face and neck, followed by the embarrassment of missing something so blatantly obvious.

“I was supposed to paint the sigil on myself, not the porch.” I mumbled, closing the spell book, and peering down at it’s leather cover.

Cordelia’s hand on my shoulder was meant to reassure, but before she could speak the words Rowena’s voice floated outside a second time.

“Cordelia, could I have a word with you?” This time a head of auburn hair appeared from the darkness of the living room, barely visible beneath the moonlight.

Rowena wasn’t able to see her agitated expression, but I could. The gnashed eyebrows and pursed lips were off putting on a face as kind as Cordelia’s, and for the second time tonight my stomach twisted with the feeling that something was amiss.

When the backdoor slid shut behind her and the sound of their muffled voices faded, I turned my attention to the box of supplies she’d handed me. Within the mix of half-burnt candles, herbs, and oils was an old mirror. Other than being chipped at the corner, it was in decent enough condition.

“That’s why the mirror was in there.” I snorted incredulously, pinching the bridge of my nose when a chilling sensation danced up my spine.

Deep within the forest, I could feel them watching. The shadows were still keeping their distance, hiding from me after giving Breyona back her wolf. It didn’t matter how many times I asked why, there wasn’t a single whisper tossed in my direction. Rather than succumb to the anger that sprouted when they refused to answer my questions, I began flitting through the stack of spell books Cordelia left outside.

There was one in particular that caught my attention, mostly because of it’s cover. It was made from a pitch-black leather with an odd texture I’d never felt before. Each individual page was lined in silver so that they caught the light each time I turned to a new one.

Just as I found the first spell in the book, and realized what type of magic this one depicted, Cordelia was taking it from my hands and snapping it shut.

“Oh, no you don’t.” She shook her head much like Grandma did when she caught me gearing up to steal one of her sweets before dinner. “I can see the look on your face clear as day. You’re not ready for something a s complex as protection magic.”

us, flooding my head with chemicals even stronger than adrenaline. As it grew to a crescendo, I knew it wasn’t coincidence

reason,

twitched with the urge to snatch the book from her. I bit back the intrusive thought, swallowing it along with my h****r and surprise. There was a part of me ready and willing to tear it from her hands, no matter the cost. I wanted to stay far away from that side of myself,

could tell I was fighting an

believe Rowena is ready for you.” She said, her voice firm but not

started reading my first day of training. I’d learned what Sigil magic was, along with Natural and a hint of Divination. Before I could swipe it off the table and get to reading Rowena appeared around the corner, heading from the kitchen where Grandma’s humming

alright?” I questioned, craning my head to catch a glimpse of

auburn hair and flushed cheeks got in the way. “Of course everything’s alright. There’s an electrician on the way. I’m quite sure

was referring to Grandma and…” I frowned, trailing off when I saw no sign of my dad’s

ask him what he was doing, he nodded his head

were referring to Rowena, but then Grandma’s voice

out of my d**n hair. You were hovering so

snorted and narrowed his eyes, sending his bushy eyebrows colliding into one another. “Yeah, well you got what

tossed over her shoulder, “I

house, promptly

her eyes as she glanced at Grandma. I had no choice but to follow as she shooed me back into the living room. “Now, now. Don’t worry about your father,

in her eyes that felt

didn’t need to glance in the direction of the stairs to tell me she too felt the tense air between them. Left with

types in Rowena’s book were

Breyona had said if given the choice, she’d pick

even

itself was considered a passive form of magic, Elemental was its complete

a dry mouth.

the point that they would send them off to be specially trained and

elements and the ways that they could be manipulated were near endless, varying in power from

small form flit from the kitchen and out the front door. In her hurry to take the plate of cookies in her hand outside, she’d left the front door

growing more urgent the longer

of anything…well, except for the usual pain.” He replied with a gravely voice, noticeably

her head at Rowena and darted back inside the kitchen. The clank of pots and pans rattling against one another d*****d out her quiet muttering. Rowena’s lips fell in a

caught her telling grandma in a hushed voice. “You’ll get the hang

This is exclusive content from Dramanovels.com. Please visit Dramanovels.com to support the author and the translation team!

Comments ()

0/255