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"Warlocks, are not as powerful as witches, but there is still some magic left." His father said.
He was a young child sitting in the living room as his father tried to explain the makings of their magic.
The magic he doesn't have.
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He said nothing, but making sure that Zoe's monster in the garden house was still chained up.
The monster, Kyle.
Almost as if he has met him before in another life the same feeling that he met Zoe. Maybe they will meet again in the next life.
Probably not.
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Atlas heard a gunshot and rushed quickly to the garden nursery where he watched Zoe hole a crying Kyle.
It's love like that he wants.
He turned to see Madison noticing them as well. There was this deception behind her eyes. What did he expect from a girl that couldn't feel anything.
Zoe did her best to take care of him, but how can she take care of someone who is not fully there?
Is that what they think they are?
That's why when he said nothing when Madison dismissed him and she got intimate with Kyle. He definitely did not want to miss a disappointment in Zoe's eyes.
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Killing the supreme is a dangerous act.
When he listened to the witches, talk about Fiona's demise, it definitely made him really wish that he was a warlock.
He said nothing when he felt Spauldings's energy leave.
It's times like this he knows that it's better to stay silent and act like he doesn't know anything. Serving the Coven filled with blood lust is very dangerous.
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It took him back all the way when he was a young boy with his mother, staring down at him.
"Never get involved with Witch business. Just serve." She said disgusted at him.
He never realized his mother very much to distain for warlocks. It made sense, knowing that his father was a powerful warlock, and his mother just an average, which, but witches are more powerful than warlocks.
It must've been disappointing to have a son like him.
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