Chapter Fifteen

ANN POV

Ann watched Elle walk off into her room and heaved a sigh.

“I hate lying to her, I want her to know and understand the full truth of what she is.”

The fire that Ann was now standing in front of keeping her warm made a whooshing sound and magical red fibers seemed to ensnare their way around Ann.

Aunt Hilda whispered incantations under her breath as the fibers wrapped themselves completely around Ann making her glow with the magic. The vibrations from Aunt Hilda's power seemed to reshape the room and a beautiful man was revealed as the fibers died away.

With long silver hair down his back and muscles rippling from his arms and legs and intricate tattoos sprawling from his upper arms to his neck decorated him. He was dressed in heavy brown leather body armor and had two swords on either side of him. Elle’s lips look painted onto his mouth, his brows furrowed together. He was Elle’s father.

“Just a little more time Silas and all can be relieved. You know we have to be care