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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO.
"WHY CAN'T WE just get this over with," Irene complained, with a dramatic sigh, leaning against the counter as she looked to her focused father─his eyes trailing down his laptop,"You could just kill her now easily."
Leo sighed, his hands typing out in his laptop,"We already went over this. We don't know the capacity of her powers. If you try to kill her now, without knowing the extent of her training, you could kill yourself."
Irene rolled her eyes. A big part of her was hesitant to do all of this. She liked normal high school life, even if Evee Sharp wasn't there─friends, classes, so many people her age that weren't trained killers, just normalcy.
And a big part of her loved that conversation with Scott and Stiles the last time her father let her go to school. Stiles was so normal, it was something she wanted so desperately. And Scott McCall, even if he was a beast he was still so normal. More normal than her.
She clung to that feeling of normalcy, maybe that's why her father made her stay home from school so much, to remind her of what her life actually was.
"Okay," Irene nodded,"But we already know she has no training. Gemma Sharp was no witch mentor, how could she train her anything?"
Leo dropped his hands, his hands moving to take off his glasses as he put pressure against his nose in almost exhaustion,"Witches as powerful as her are unpredictable. Delgado's are strategic, they don't run on impulsive theories, remember that."
Irene could feel her father's passive aggressive tone, it wasn't like he wanted to be a bad father. He was the only one here for her, after all. But the pressure of their name forced him to be a father he didn't want to be.
Leo blinked, dropping his glasses on his laptop as he stood up, looking over to his daughter. He smiled, his comforting eyes going to walk over to his daughter and cup her cheeks,"Look, sweet pea, I know this is all a bit sudden to you. And I'm sorry we had this mission so soon, but...you have to know them before you kill them."
Irene sighed, sinking into her father's touch. It was so comforting yet his words stung. She hated that their family always believed that because Evee Sharp seemed far from a monster, she seemed almost kind.
She knew what her father meant, Irene linked her eyes back to her father as she nodded slightly,"So you want me to go back? To the school?"
Leo nodded, his finger brushing against Irene's cheek,"Yes. Just...get close to her, find out more about her family. You don't have to be her best friends, just...try."
