Tegan's Magic (The Ultimate Power Series #3) by L.H. Cosway Read Free Book Online Page A

Rebecca replies matter of factly. “That's what Daddy says. I thought you were an angel, but Daddy said you're just a very special person like me.”
    I set Harold down and lower myself to the floor to sit beside Rebecca. I take her little hand into mine and it feels so incredibly calming to touch her. I get this overwhelming feeling of being kindred. Tingles run from her palm into mine.
    “That's true, we're both the same. A little different from everyone else,” I tell her. Of course, we're not entirely the same, since she's a dhamphir and I might be part witch.
    She smiles up at me and giggles. “You feel sparkly.”
    She pulls her hand away and rubs it on her stockinged knee. Just before she'd pulled her hand out of mine, I'd gotten an odd sensation in my mind, like a book opening in my brain that I didn't even know existed there. I try to go back to it, but nothing happens. I need to hold her hand again.
    “Can we do that one more time?” I ask.
    “It tickles,” she smiles, giggling again.
    “I know it does, but did your daddy tell you anything about what I need to do for you?”
    She nods, suddenly solemn. “He said you have to make it so that the scary people can't take me away again.”
    “That's right, but I'm still figuring out how to do it. You need to let me hold your hand again. It might help me to find some answers.”
    “Okay then,” Rebecca replies, a little hesitant.
    She shakes it off and thrusts her hand at me and I take it. I close my eyes this time and my mind begins to flick through the pages of the book in my head. It lands on a page and all of the words except for one line are indecipherable, as though written in an ancient language. The one line I can read is lit up like a lamppost. It says, “In order to hide the blood of the child, you must use the blood of the parent of the same sex.”
    I open my eyes with a start and let go of Rebecca's hand. That's it! My mother used her blood in the spell to hide my blood, which means I need Rebecca's mother's blood in order to hide hers. A moment after I'm hit with this revelation my stomach sinks, because another less than welcome revelation rises. Rebecca said her mother is with the angels, and that's just a fancy way of saying she's dead. Just when I think I might be making headway I'm presented with a big, hulking roadblock.
    I stand up and walk over to the glass sliding doors, through which Finn and Pamphrock are still deep in conversation, probably planning their strategy for when the vampires decide to strike again. Whitfield has been suspiciously inactive ever since we got Rebecca back.
    I rap my knuckles on the glass to get their attention. Pamphrock motions me through and I step out.
    “What is it?” he asks, a little impatient at being interrupted. Jeez, not so friendly anymore I see.
    “I think I know one of the things I need for Rebecca's spell.”
    Pamphrock loses the frosty demeanour and takes a step closer to me. “Go on.”
    “It's some of her mother's blood,” I answer.
    Pamphrock studies me for a moment and his lips tighten. “That's not possible,” he replies, his voice hard.
    “I know, Rebecca told me her mother's dead.”
    Pamphrock's expression turns serious. “She's not dead. It's just better for my daughter if I tell her that. It means she won't live her life waiting for the return of a parent who's never coming back.”
    I let out a small gasp. “Where is she then?”
    “She is cared for in a remote psychiatric facility, far away from any vampiric populations. Felicity, Rebecca's mother, she was just like you, Tegan. She had the same unique blood. She wasn't as strong as you are though. She was delicate, sensitive. Over the years she became increasingly paranoid that she was going to be killed by vampires, or that I was going to kill her for the good of my organization. The paranoia soon turned to insanity.”
    His words give me a fright, and instinctively I distance myself, stepping back and away from