Have Him Destroyed At Last

MALIA’S POV

After skimming through the pages of about five books, we were able to learn a few things about the witches of the Alfea tribe.

Like Alice had told us, there could only be one Alfea witch in a lineage and I was the chosen one in mine.

The age at which the witch may discover her powers is different for everyone. But this discovery would be at a period in her life when she was going to need it.

We were the most powerful of all the witches and were never supposed to act in rage because it could lead to the loss of many lives.

Penelope and I had read open-mouthed, the story of an Alfea witch who had set a whole village on fire with her mind just because she had thought the King had something to do with the death of her only child. But she found out at the end of the day that her child had been killed by her best friend.

“Well, now we have to get you to an anger management class,” Penelope said.

I rolled my eyes. “I do not need it. I know how to control my emotions,”