Young master Damien's pet

"It is selfish," agreed Penny, "I sometimes ponder how life would be if I had a normal family."

"You wouldn't be here then," responded Damien back, "We all wish for normal families. To have the perfect ones where life can go smoothly but you cannot choose who is to be your family. That doesn't mean you can't make a stranger your family. It is your choice on what you want at the end of the day, Penny."

"I know," she looked outside the window. The trees that were covered in snow and the land too which made the ride slow, "Wishes are too far to imagine it could turn to reality. I don't think my mother will be trying to attack me for some time. If she found out that I know about the voodoo," and she continued, "I doubt she would know that I know it is her."

"It is a possibility. We'll go visit your relatives tomorrow," Penny gave him a nod.

She didn't know why she didn't remember or try to link her aunt and mother until now. Life had turned out to be busy with her mind occupying that she didn't know how she missed it.

"And about the family," started Damien for her to look back at him, hearing him say, "I will have your back always as I promised. You can count on me," he assured her. Since the day she had kissed Damien voluntarily, he had been more open in his thoughts but at the same time, she felt that she was seeing him on a more sober side, "And if I am not enough," he drawled making her unconsciously lean towards him, waiting to hear him say,

"We can build our own family together. What do you say?" came the straightforward question of Damien that had her looking away quickly, "Don't be so shy mouse. Look here," he said. Slowly she turned to look to have him steal a quick kiss from her.

"Has anyone told you how cheesy of a person you are?" she asked him, holding the smile back which threatened on her lips.

"Not until today. Just for you. Don't tell me you don't like it," he stated looking at her shake her head.

"I don't," she replied back, folding her arms against her chest to see him frown.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at her before saying, "Liar," a smile cracked upon his lips. A mischevious one getting placed on his lips. Putting his hand around her, he brought her close, "Are you enjoying your time in the church?" he asked.

Penny let him bring her close to him, not minding it except for the little warmth that came to settle on her cheeks as she was still getting used to it.

She wouldn't say she enjoyed it but it was better than doing nothing and knowing nothing about the life of witches down there in the church, "It has been interesting. I learned five flowers that are poisonous to the vampire that can cause paralysis for a few minutes."

"That is interesting. Who knew that the witches were working on giving us a dose of paralysis. What else did you learn?" he asked placing his attention completely on her.

"There's a food that is not supposed to be consumed by humans which causes similar paralysis but I wonder what will happen if the two compounds were mixed together," Penny answered with a full smile.

"The church sure knows how to make one interested in there," muttered Damien under his breath.

"By the way, Sister Jera took me to the secret chamber today. She told me how you found it by her mistake," Damien chuckled hearing this, "It was a comical day. She didn't expect me to be there."

"She said that the room had a lot of things which they weren't aware of. The information which was hidden or never written down. Your cousin, the Lord of Valeria. Is it possible that he is a white witch?" she asked him curiously. With his mother who was a white witch, it was possible to have an offspring who was either a white witch or a vampire right?

"Alexander?" asked Damien, "He isn't a white witch like his mother. He had told that he was tested and checked to see if he had her abilities but it was pureblooded vampire blood running in his body when Murkh ran tests on him. Why do you ask?"

"I thought maybe he could help in the lost information. Something that his mother left behind."

"Hmm. With what I am aware of there isn't any doc.u.ment that she left behind. It's clean as she didn't practice magic after she married," Penny found it odd that there was nothing that the late lady would have kept before she was attacked in the town.

For a high standing person like the lord's mother to be killed, Penny didn't know why she felt something was off about it. As if sensing her emotions. Damien spoke,

"As you already know, white witches are often placed under the council and other people like the hunter's eyes to make sure they don't misuse their position. The council isn't all about law. It is about internal politics where people are vultures waiting to gain something while hunting down the others."

"You think she was murdered by the council?" Penny's eyebrows scrunched together.

"People were made to believe to think that she was killed by the frustrated humans but if you believe everything that is told to be true without a question you will never know if there is something beyond the curtain. It is a possible theory but one which couldn't be proven. The case was opened to look at what might have happened but they couldn't find anything even after four months," explained Damien, "By then even uncle Zachary had passed away due to the soul bond he shared with his wife. You are meant to do extraordinary things," he said that her eyes lighting up as if she were special.

"Really?" she asked yet in a doubtful voice.

"You are my woman. I expect nothing less," he said proudly patting her back not so gently that had her upper body move forward from where she sat.