Magan watched from the window as his daughters were brought in through the front gate of the castle. He barely left his room, mostly just to go to the library where he would take 10 books at a time or to the kitchen to collect blood.
His powers had shown signs of returning, coming back in small waves but he was reluctant to get to close to Hadley in case he realised what was happening.
And then he had felt it. The moment Sabrina was struck in the head. He didn’t know how he could feel it, the only thing he could surmise was that they shared a bond from him sharing his power. It wasn’t a bond like mates, for although he loved her with everything he had he knew she did not feel the same.
He had sat on his chair feeling life slip away from her and he knew he could not let it happen.
