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“See, try again,” Eziah snickered as | came to stand behind him. Marabella’s excitement bubbled through the bond as she kept trying to repeat the exact same words as ! leaned down next to Eziah.
“Eziah, why have you got my mate screaming out anus?” I chuckle, and he puts his finger to his lips, trying not to laugh, and I shake my head. Marabella, utterly oblivious to her brother making her speak nonsense, continued repeating the so-called spell. ‘
He even nudged the table a couple of times, egging her on while I tried not to laugh. She would be pissed when she realized she wasn’t saying a spell and that he was making fun of her. Marabella, becoming angry, grabs the box. “It’s useless,” she says, trying to pry the box open with her fingers.
“If you told me what it is you are doing, I might be able to help,” I told her. I had no magic but had helped Kyan for years going through his grimoires and had seen enough magic I knew a few things, though she would be best off asking
Kyan.
“Besides touching hers, I don’t see how,”
Eziah muttered too low for her to hear as she examined the small trinket box. I nudged him with my elbow as she tried again.
“Muscular sphincter ani,” she said just as Kyan stepped into the apartment. I straightened up, and so did Eziah. Marabella, completely unaware and focused on her fake spell, hadn’t noticed, and I swallowed, feeling his burning anger when he saw the spell books lying on the coffee table. I knew they were doing something with magic, but Kyan didn’t, and by the look on his face and his blistering hot anger through the bond, he wasn’t happy about it. Kyan stalked over to Eziah and snatched the book from his hand, and Marabella jumped, looking over at him, finally noticing him.
“Why do you have this?” he growled at Eziah.
“Woah, calm down,” I told him as Marabella leaped to her feet. Kyan looked between us all.
“Is this what you have been doing this past week? Why the fuck is my father’s grimoires in your brother’s hands, Marabella?” he growled. Eziah remained quiet, probably best since he was drunk.
“I knew something was going on. Why do you have these, fucking answer me?” Kyan roared. Mara looked at me, yet I wasn’t sure what they were doing, so I couldn’t exactly defend her when I didn’t know.
“She was trying to open the box,” Eziah says with a sigh. Kyan’s eyes flick to him on the couch.
“Doesn’t explain why you have this, and that wasn’t even a fucking spell. Do you think this funny?”
“I was messing around with her. No harm done,” Eziah says while
Marabella glares at her brother.
“I knew you were up to something,”
Marabella snapped at Eziah, and Eziah snickered and Kyan growled. Returning their attention back to him.
“Where did you get these?” he says, looking at the coffee table covered in old books.
“Those are mine and from the Moon Goddess realm,” Eziah said, snatching one out of Kyan’s hand.
Kyan snarls, grabbing it back and glancing at it. Marabella, I could feel petrified as he opened the other book, the one Eziah was holding when he walked in.
Kyan looked it over before looking at Marabella.
“You went into my father’s room?” he asked, and I felt his betrayal hit through the bond.
“I can explain, sort of.” she offered. “What do you mean sort of, you will be fucking explaining what the fuck is going on here?” Kyan roared, and Eziah jumped to his feet as Kyan raised his voice at her.
“Sit down,” Kyan bellowed at him.
The lights flickered with his anger, and the buzz of electricity in the air showed how betrayed he felt. I know it wasn’t the issue of her being in possession of them more that she let her brother touch them.
“Kyan, she wasn’t doing anything, just trying to open the box. They have been practicing with magic,” I tell him because that was all I knew and I couldn’t think of anything else to say. “You knew?” Kyan asked me and I glanced away feeling guilty I kept it from him.
“Do you think magic is fucking joke?”
Kyan asked, turning on Eziah.
“I was messing around with her,” Eziah retorted. It was funny, but at the same time, I understood where
Kyan was coming from. Magic was sacred to his family and not delved into without caution or to be made a joke of. Not his family’s magic anyway.
“We are leaving,” Kyan snaps at Mara, grabbing her arm, and Eziah pushes him while I move to get between them.
Kyan’s entire body trembled with rage as he stared at Eziah.
“Don’t,” I warned both of them while
Mara looked like a deer in headlights.
“Mara, grab your things,” I tell her. She quickly nods, picking up a couple of the books and stuffing them back in her handbag.
“I will come to see you tomorrow,” she whispers to Eziah, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Kyan.
“No, you won’t be,” Kyan says, looking at Marabella before turning his attention to Eziah.
“And I want you out of my city,” Kyan snarls at him before turning for thedoor with his father’s book in his hands. He nudges Marabella toward the door and she takes the book placing it in her bag. Instead of letting her leave Eziah had to open his damn mouth and keep going.
“That won’t be happening, Kyan. Marabella needs me here, so you need to get over yourself,” Eziah says, and Kyan freezes, his entire back tensing before he turns to face Eziah. Kyan’s hands glowed as he fisted them at his sides.
“Get over myself? You killed my fucking Uncle,” Kyan growled.
“Yes, because your actions killed my fucking sister. She needs my help. Iam staying until she can open that damn box,” Eziah tells him.
Kyan looks at the jewelry box. Shoving past Eziah, he snatches it off the coffee table, and I feel his shock hit me. “Kaif sealed this,” Kyan murmurs looking past me at Marabella. Feeling his own magic inside the box, I look to Marabella questionably. Yet she remained quiet, dread-filled the bond coming from her, and Kyan growled.
“necessitudines quod separaverit,”
Kyan murmured before stalking toward Marabella. He shoves the box in her hands.
“It’s open,” he snaps, looking over his shoulder at Eziah.
“Now get out of my city,” Kyan snarls, but Eziah sighs, looking at Marabella, who shakes her head, and
I suck ina breath at Eziah’s following words.
“You opened that box. That is not what we are trying to open,” Eziah tells him.
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