Chapter 33

Vivian’s POV

Killian refused to tell me anything more and silently walked me to my room. I thought he tried to force a kiss good night on me, but he turned on his heel and stormed off. He was probably angry he couldn’t. He had to share so much information with me tonight. Let him be mad.

I lay in bed, trying to sleep, but I couldn’t. My mind kept going back to the fact that I was part witch. I kept trying to think if I had ever felt some sort of magic in me but couldn’t come up with any memory where an inkling of magic had been felt.

Then I remembered Killian mentioning he was supposed to marry another daughter of my father’s. I had a sister. A half-sister but a sister nonetheless. Where was she? What happened to her? Had she really run away to avoid marrying Killian? What did she know that I didn’t?

I turned over, squeezing my eyes shut. I needed to get to sleep. He could have told me what to do if Chris had been here.

Chris. I opened my eyes. M