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She rose up to her full height then, her eyes showing a sense of calm even though it was becoming more apparent that I wasn’t the only one fuming with anger.
All of us were with this sudden revelation.
If this were true, the Coven had literally gone against every rule in the fucking book against a wolf child -a vulnerable being in the supernatural society as well as the mundane society because Willow hadn’t awakened her wolf yet -by ignoring any form of consent and manipulating the power of an innocent being then hiding the consequences.
That was a big fucking no, and consequences had to be laid or it would happen again -if it hadn’t already.
“Because I’d woken up and didn’t show signs of insanity, you began the process of taking medication that would not only block the incantations but ensure I never grasped the true intention of these markings on my flesh. Magic carries strands of intention which means that if Iconcentrated hard enough, I would have been able to find out the truth and tell Roberto. You couldn’t let that happen, especially with your original intention of making me a puppet that would play to your tune. That’s why you encouraged the recovery sessions to stabilize my magic, but that was just the superficial purpose. The real purpose of those sessions was to continue embedding more magic into me. To manipulate my mind until I had an alter ego that would be triggered by your request. Alternate personalities are what some would say is an individual’s way of escaping their reality.”
She paused to point to her temple.“That’s me. The being you created. How? You’d torture Willow again and again until she’d retreat inside herself. That was her escape from reality, and in turn, I’d come out to receive the punishment that followed until time was up. Pretty smart move, and it would have been successful, but the therapy was abruptly stopped, or should I say, I was transferred to a different organization. Why?”
She lowered her hand and crossed her arms over her chest.
“A fire burned down the facility which was owned by the Coven. It’s a pity that I only remembered when I initiated my role in the High Court, but it’s also perfect,”she concluded and looked down at them once more.“What would Queen Phoenix have to say about all of this?”
The woman’s eyes widened then, and it was the first time I could see actual fear in all of their eyes.
They fear Willow’s mother but not Willow? Why?
“As the daughter of a ruthless businessman, I always wondered what was so great about the Clementines. Where did they get their generational wealth from if they’re not of royalty? It’s suspicious, don’t you agree?”
Now that she mentioned it, that was an intriguing point of view.
“We’ve been holders of wealth for decades!” the Elder snapped.
“True, but to hold money, one needs a lender to ensure such funds don’t all go to waste. Witches have the common trait of spending on unnecessary things. This ends up turning into a hoarding characteristic if they’re not careful. This tendency was used against the Clementine name when you attempted to build your foundation in business,”she revealed like she’d done her homework.“You needed a reputable lender who would have your back. You know what’s intriguing? I found out that the one to secure the Clementine’s first business was the royal family.”
And it suddenly made sense.
“What?” It was Aurelia that spoke up, and her shock was as clear as day. “That…can’t be true, right?” She was questioning the Elders but their silence only proved that Willa hit the nail on the head.
“Since the beginning of the Clementine Empire, your family has been supported by the royal family. In the history books, they like to refer to them as the Alundra Royal Family who lived in a lovely place called Phoenix Manor. Generations passed, and the two families seemed to become partners in power in various areas of business, but the Coven despised that, didn’t they? That no matter what, you relied on the royal family because of the founder agreement. The agreement is still valid today because it was sealed by magic from both sides.”
“Both sides?” Milo was the one to ask the question. “Doesn’t that mean…” He trailed off and Willa turned her attention to him, glancing at him over her shoulder.
“Yes,”she boldly answered, preparing to reveal the ultimate truth.“The Phoenix family’s roots are witches. That was exactly why the Phoenix family was willing to finance the beginning rise of the Clementine Empire, since they knew the sisterhood would continue down the generations because we’re the same.”
“That means…” Aurelia struggled to speak. “Willow’s a born witch.”
“A royal witch born as a hybrid because my mother’s generation believed in equality regardless of supernatural or magical race. Thus, she had me with Roberto, knowing she was a sorceress, and Papa Dearest was an Alpha wolf.”
“But Queen Phoenix is a wolf shifter,” Viktor pointed out.
“She accepted being changed into a wolf shifter because of the love she had for Roberto and her newborn child.”
The new voice surprisingly came from further in front of us, and all eyes acknowledged the two women standing on top of the metal rails that were a few short steps from the confrontation between Willa and the bowed Elders.
“Ruby?” Loki questioned. “When did you get here?”
“Hmm.” Ruby uncrossed her arms. “I’ve been here since the traitorous experiment over there tried to kill Aurelia. I was thinking of making a dramatic entrance, but watching big sis be all badass and shit was far too good to interrupt.”
She jumped from the rail, and the woman next to her followed suit.
“Usually I enjoy minding my own business, but Whitney and I had an appointment an hour ago which we sadly missed thanks to this fiasco. But if it wasn’t for Whitney’s magic, the whole world would be viewing this extensive conversation and it would just be a pain in the ass for the High Court members since they’d have to go on a memory erasing spree. Thus, for the sake of not missing another scheduled appointment, I figured this would be the best time to join the conversation.”
She began to walk to where Willa stood, her heels emphasizing every step. Her striking red locks began to ignite into actual flames the closer she got to Willa.
When she finally reached her, she sweetly smiled.
