Alpha Divided (Alpha Girl Book 3)

I chewed my lip for a second. “If I say no, will you be upset?”


“A little.”

I could handle a little. “No. It’s really personal.”

She nodded. “Okay.” She turned around and started looking in the closet again.

Maybe I should’ve just shown her, but I really didn’t want to. It felt really private, and I hoarded my privacy as much as possible these days.

Daniel cleared his throat. “So, what now?”

The only thing from Grams’ message I could really do was work on learning the coven’s ways. “So what do normal people start learning first when they join the coven?”

“Depends on their abilities. We start from there and then grow out,” Claudia said.

“So why haven’t we been working with my visions?”

“Because that’s not what my mother wanted,” Daniel said.

“So basically we should’ve been working on my sight the whole time, but your mother doesn’t want me doing that.” Luciana never failed to piss me off. I hadn’t even seen her and I wanted to rip her throat out.

He nodded once.

“Good to know.”

“It’s not that I—”

“I get it. Your mom’s the one in charge. No worries.” But it was good to know that he had a particular agenda. Or, more accurately, his mother did, and he was working for her.

We shared an awkward moment where we just stared at each other.

He cleared his throat. “The thing is,” he said slowly, “only someone with sight can teach you about it.”

“Then why isn’t your mother teaching me?”

“I don’t know.”

That meant that she really didn’t want me to rule the coven. I was here for some other reason. But what was she up to?

“All I can do is tell you what I know and hope it makes sense to you,” Daniel said.

“Right. Well, good thing I’m a really fast learner.”

“I’m not seeing anything,” Claudia popped out from the closet. “I’m sorry.”

“That’s okay. It would’ve been too easy to find a book to explain everything to me. I’ll just wing it like always.”

She smiled, and I hoped maybe she was over me not showing her what Grams had written. Claudia started to leave, but stopped. “I forgot to tell you that I have a couple of people coming over for dinner tonight. I thought it might be fun for you to get to know some more of us. I hope that’s all right.”

“Sure.” I wasn’t feeling like meeting a bunch of people, but Tia Rosa had said I needed to, so I’d do my best.

Plus, I was still holding out hope for someone to show up and be the answer to my prayers—a leader for the coven.

“So, what now?” I asked Daniel.

He held up the book of knots. “I brought another box of glasses.”

I laughed as I shook my head. “You’re a glutton for punishment.” I rubbed my hands together. “One box of glass powder, coming right up!”

As Daniel set everything out, I wondered how I was going to figure out expanding my visions. If Rosa was right and she could help me, then maybe it was worth facing Luciana to get permission to leave the compound.

I thought about it for a second, and I imagined how many ways that confrontation could go wrong.

I’d wait until I really, really needed to go see Tia Rosa before approaching Luciana.

Until then, I’d just go with my gut. That was what Grams had said to do, anyway. And when has that ever gone wrong for me…

Maybe this wasn’t such a good plan after all.





Chapter Thirteen



After turning the entire box of glasses into dust, I hid in my room to read for a little while. I was a total failure, but we’d had a good laugh about it.

The doorbell had sounded twice and voices echoed from downstairs. It was time for me to go meet people, but all I wanted to do was stay in my room.

I reminded myself that I had to branch out, and if I stayed inside my cousins’ place for the rest of my time here, I probably would go insane. Even if I tended to be a homebody, I still got out, took walks, went to the bookstore…went to school.

Nothing could ever be as bad as school in Los Angeles.

I pulled on my big girl panties and went downstairs.

Three people had joined Raphael, Claudia, and Daniel. I was nearly shocked to see Raphael. He was almost never at home. He worked long hours with a friend from school. They had a web design company, which seemed odd. Spells and witchy stuff felt like the antithesis of technology, but apparently that was a stereotype that had been proven wrong.

“Teresa, this is Cosette. She’s been visiting from the Colorado coven for the past few months.” Cosette’s curly, dark-blonde hair ran down her back in soft ringlets. Her eyes were dark brown, and a little large for her face, but the rest of her features were small.

“Oh. Hi.” I never shook hands, so introductions could be a little awkward, but Cosette didn’t offer.

Instead, she gave a regal nod. “I’ve been begging Claudia to introduce us.”