Chapter 30

Viv POV

I was not completely honest with Travis. I have opened the book before. I barely remember it, but I know I opened it not long after my mother died. I know that book is not good; there is something terrible living inside it. I am curious as to what the alpha king spell is and what it might have to do with me and possibly Ozzy. Is this what the council and Gia are worried about? Do they think my mother spelled the wolves? Is that why she was murdered?

I rush to Travis as he goes into the kitchen to get a drink. "Am I a bad witch?" I ask him.

Travis takes me into his arms. He thinks I am perfect. I care for Travis; hell, I think I am in love with him and Ozzy. I am not even sure how that is possible, but I know how I feel. What if the feeling I have for Ozzy is a spell? I am supposed to get close to him and kill him. Is my love all for revenge? I need answers.

"What is going on with you, Viv? You can tell me anything," Travis says.

I pull away from Travis. I know I can tell him anything, but I am not sure he is ready to hear any of it. I walk toward the living room and stop. I turn back to see him just waiting for me to spill what is rattling around in my brain.

"I have a severe problem, besides the fact I might be an evil witch. Travis, I have feelings for you and Ozzy. But now I wonder if my feelings for Ozzy are a spell. I wish someone knew more about this and my mother," I say.

Travis walks to me. "I might can help with the spell and the book, maybe even your mother. The feelings you are having, I cannot help with that. I can tell you that I am in love with you, Viv, and that is no spell," Travis says.

Travis takes me into his arms and holds me tightly. I begin to cry as he holds me. How can I feel like I belong with him and Ozzy? This is not normal. I have to make a choice between the two men. First, I need to figure out this spell and what it means. Then, I will decide how I feel about the two men.

"Come on," Travis says. He takes my hand and leads me into his backyard. It is fenced-in and highly private. He leads me to a small wooden building with an altar at the center.

"What is this?" I ask him. Travis laughs.

"Your father never taught you anything about being a witch, did he?" Travis asks. He begins lightly candles one by one. I watch him as he blesses each candle and lights them individually. It is magically watching as the light starts to illuminate the small area.

"We are going to meditate and clear your mind. I want to help you remember everything about the night you lost your mother. Maybe you can figure out why she was murdered and what she was doing that night," Travis says.

He takes my hand, and we kneel at the altar. He holds my hand as he chants. I do not know what he is chanting, but I do remember my mother doing this. I can smell her as I begin to concentrate on her and her energy.

"Think about her and everything you were doing that night," Travis says.

The images of the night rush through my mind as I remember. "She had the book and was lighting candles," I say as I think about how blue the sky was that night. I remember a fire burning in the distance, and I remember the smell of some sort of flower.

"It smelled sweet in the air," I say.

Travis continues to chant as I remember the night. "I remember she had argued with my father about the wolves. The wolves wanted something from her. They wanted a spell. They wanted her to curse the alpha king," I say.

I stop for a moment. I try to remember if Ozzy ever told me anything about his father, but at this moment, I can only visualize my mother and her presence. The candles begin to move, and Travis gasps.

"Stay with me, Viv. We need to keep going," Travis says.

We continue to meditate on my mother. The blue skies, the burning, the sweet flower, and then I see him. I see the man that came for my mother. She kisses him on the lips. They were in love. She was in love with a wolf. My father comes into the room, and they fight. The wolf and my father are angry. There is a huge commotion, and then she is dead. A bright light rolls from my mother and goes into the book. I run to my mother, and she grabs me as her light leaves her body. My magic goes into the book as well. The wolf comes to me. He looks down at me and smiles. My father strikes me across the face. The flashes are blurry, but now I know.

"The wolf was my father," I blurt out. The candles all go out at once. There is a stretching sound coming from the book.

Travis looks at me now, knowing what I saw in my mind. "What did you see?" Travis asks.

"My father was a wolf," I blurt out again.

I touch the book, and energy begins to consume me. My magic and my mother's magic are both coming into my body. I feel sick all at once and weak. I feel like everything is foggy. Travis tries to take me into his arms, but my body is on fire. He lies me down on the ground by the altar.

I open my eyes, and all of the candles reignite at once. "What the fuck just happened?" I ask Travis.

"You found your magic, Viv. That is what the fuck just happened," Travis says.

I try to move, but I am weak and dizzy. Travis lays his hand on my chest. "Remain still for a moment. You need to rest and let the magic take hold of you," Travis says.

I wonder if this means I am Ozzy's mate. I am so confused. A couple of hours ago, I thought maybe his family murdered my mother, but now I know I am a part wolf. As if my life could not be any more complicated. I have been told how bad wolves are my entire life, and now to find out I am part of the wolves. My father must have really hated me.

I sit up, and Travis holds on to me as I look around. "How do you feel?" Travis asks.

"I feel like ... I could take on the world," I answer him.

"Do not tell anyone about this, not even Conrad. No one must know. I do not trust anyone in this town. I knew you were powerful, but damn Viv, you could be the queen of the witches," Travis says.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask him.

"Nothing, just keep this under lock and key for now. Okay," Travis says.

"Okay, I promise not to tell anyone," I say.

"Especially Ozzy," Travis says.

I think about this for a moment. Should I tell Ozzy? Is there a reason Travis believes I should not tell him? "Okay, I promise not to tell Ozzy," I say.

Travis helps me to my feet, and we walk toward the house. "The book," I say.

"It ignited when you took the magic back," Travis says.

I never thought much of the book but not that it is gone; it seems like I lost my mother at that moment. We go into the house, and when we walk into the kitchen, the book is waiting for me. Travis touches the book, and it zaps him with energy. I rush over and pick up the book with no problem. I look to Travis for an explanation, but his face is blank. I cannot read what he is thinking.

"Hide it in whatever room you have decided to take, and do not let anyone near that book. It is your lifeline," Travis says.

"My lifeline?" I question him.

"I will explain everything later, Viv. I need a drink and some time to absorb everything that happened tonight," Travis says.

I set the book down. I grab Travis and pull him to me. I kiss him. I want to see him. I feel something more for him now. I want to know if anything has changed between us. Our lips touch in a deep passion. It is more than before. The kiss burns inside my body, and I know I want him.

Travis slides his hand up my back, pulling me closer to him. Everything inside me wants him and needs him. The doorbell rings, and he breaks away from me. "I should get that," he says.

"No, just be here with me, please," I say. Travis pulls me back to him. Our bodies touch in a heated passion that is burning hot between the two of us. The doorbell rings again. FUCK!

Travis walks to the door to see who is here. He opens the door, and it is Ozzy. I look at Ozzy and then at Travis. What should I do?
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