Her Devilish Alpha - Chapter 170

Their surroundings dissolved, and now they were by an unlit fireplace. With a flick of her hand, Cornelia created a ball of fire, and effortlessly lit up the fireplace.

Madeline stared at her.

“Aish, it’s so stuffy here now that I lit the fireplace,” Cornelia said, beckoning Madeline to follow her outside.

“Darling, what’s your favourite weather?”

“Weather?” Madeline cocked her head questioningly. What was Cornelia going to do? Change the weather to whatever she–

‘Oh,’ she thought, the realisation bonking her on the head.

“I suppose my favourite weather would be snow,” she said, looking up at the sky.

With a wave of her hand, snowflakes began descending from the sky.

One snowflake fell on Madeline’s nose.

‘If only I got to enjoy the snow with Xavier,’ she pondered, missing him already.

Then, she reminded herself of what he did. Yet, her mind still lingered.

Sighing dreamily, she envisioned kissing Xavier passionately under the snow, whilst the snowflakes fell around them. She could only wish he was there with her.

“What else can you do?” Madeline asked, her tone half curious and half impressed.

Cornelia grinned, “Many others, but I’m afraid we don’t have enough time.”

Ah yes, her little demonstration had to be cut short. As supreme sorceress, she had other matters of business to attend to. Matters that were far more important than showing Madeline what she could do with her powers. The same powers Madeline could unlock… so long as she was willing to and tried doing so. But she didn’t know that.

“You’re still upset at me,” Cornelia noted.

Madeline nodded, even though she didn’t look the part, she was definitely still upset.

“You never told me why you gave me up. You just did, and you never told Emilio about me either. If you had at least tried explaining it, or apologised, then–”

The young girl’s eyes flashed with dejectedness. Cornelia felt a piece of her heart get chipped away.

Cornelia revealed, “I know, dear.”

But there were just some things she could never tell Madeline.

“It was my fault,” Cornelia said, refusing to gather up the courage and the means to apologise.

Her? No.

She was still supreme sorceress, and she had to take it upon herself to never apologise for anything.

Cornelia could also never ever show any weakness in front of Madeline.

So any explanations, any apologies, they wouldn’t be coming.

“It’s best if you don’t expect an apology, or an explanation from me. It’s not that I don’t regret what I did, I just have a habit of letting people down in this department. Take your father as an example,” Cornelia said, a faint smile on her face.

Madeline couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Correction, what she had just heard come out of Cornelia’s mouth.

So this was all for nothing?

The demonstrations, everything. What was it for?

Wasn’t Cornelia trying to woo her? Or impress her?

Pursing her lips, Madeline asked, “If you never wanted to apologise, or explain yourself… then why bring me here.”

Cornelia breathed deeply, “Ah yes, that. That’s because I have something to discuss with you, and you alone.”

Narrowing her eyes, she pondered over telling Madeline this. Imparting this one piece of information would serve Madeline a great favour, although she was torn.

Alas, her position prevented her from interfering. She had been the person to send Madeline to Xavier, but that was all she could do.

Cornelia knew she couldn’t do anything about it. That was the consequence that came with her power. Everything she had shown Madeline was simply a tiny fraction of her powers.

Madeline was amazed with what she saw. However, her finding Cornelia’s powers cool did not amount to what Cornelia did and her lack of explanation.

She mumbled, sure Cornelia could hear her, “We should return to the table.”

The woman chuckled, that cheshire grin painted across her face once more.

“Oh, we don’t have to worry about that. I’ve got it covered,” Cornelia reassured.

“Champagne?”

Madeline shook her head, “I don’t think I should drink that.”

Cornelia chuckled, as if remembering a fond memory. Ah yes, the time Madeline had gotten herself drunk. She had checked in on Madeline – or as Madeline put it, stalked her daughter – to see her confessing her feelings to her mate whilst she was heavily intoxicated. Not that Madeline was aware she was being watched.

“More champagne for me then,” Cornelia said, a glass of champagne appearing in her hand. She commented, “It’s the perfect time to drink wine anyway, what with this weather.”

Madeline stared at her.

“Since you have many powers, can you predict the future?” She asked, knitting her brows together.

The woman turned to look at Madeline, her eyes examining Madeline.

“Predict the future?”

Strangely, she looked both offended and amused. Like she was torn between being insulted that Madeline asked her if she was able to predict the future when she had demonstrated her powers, and being amused since Madeline didn’t know the whole demonstration wasn’t even scratching the surface of her true powers.

“This demonstration. Me controlling the weather, making things appear in my hand, making portals, controlling all elements and even more… and you ask if I can predict the future?”

Not giving Madeline a moment to speak up for herself, Cornelia smiled, “I can do so much more than just predict the future, my darling.”

And that was when she came to a grinding halt. Right, Madeline couldn’t know about the rest. It was enough, telling Madeline she could do way more than just predict the future. She could change it and alter it to whatever she pleased. However, there were some restrictions to what she could and couldn’t do as supreme sorceress.

She had been given a horrid reputation as a power-hungry sorceress that didn’t care about anyone other than herself. And whilst that was true at one point, she could safely say that being a mother had changed her.

‘Hmm, then again, she regards me as anything but her mother. I’m just a stranger to her that happens to be showing off my cool powers,’ she thought to herself, admittedly feeling dejected.

Her own daughter wanted nothing to do with her.

She didn’t expect that to sting so much. Originally, she had planned to give Madeline away, and never look back.

Never would she check up on Madeline or see if she was doing alright when she was left all alone.

Never would she steer Madeline in the right direction and nudge her. Heck, Cornelia was a big part of the reason Madeline and Xavier met in the first place. Not that they knew of course.

Cornelia had told herself not to get involved, but she found herself fretting over whether or not Madeline had eaten, or whether or not she was feeling alright after her graduation.

But did anyone think of what she felt? No.

They were all just busy with themselves, and their own feelings. Not that she could blame them.

Cornelia had to stay in the shadows. Suffice it to say, she had gotten into a great deal of trouble for doing what she did. And if she had the chance to change things, she refused to change it one bit.

Madeline had grown into an incredible young woman. A woman that would one day go and–

Right, one hasn’t gotten to that part yet.

All that was there to say was that Madeline had grown so much. Time passed differently for Cornelia as it did for Madeline. Even though twenty years or so felt like forever to Madeline, it only felt like a blink of an eye for Cornelia.

And in that blink of an eye, the only heir to her bloodline had grown up so much.

If she was one of those emotional mothers that was openly proud of their daughters and boasted about them to fellow parents, she would have shed a tear. But no.

She was supposed to be the callous, thick-skinned sorceress that people knew she was. Across Alaric, those that knew her trembled and feared her when her name was even mentioned. She could decimate anyone she pleased with a thought. Cornelia could make them wish they were never born and cry for their mothers.

Emilio and her made a fine couple back in the day, both of them powerful and complimenting each other well. However, the narrative made it seem like Cornelia abandoned Emilio when he was no longer of use to her. When the idea of being with him no longer benefited her when she never thought of it that way.

Alright, that was a lie. But, as Cornelia claimed, motherhood had changed her. It felt like she was reborn. Like the old version of her was no longer and that all she wanted to do was bring Madeline into a tight embrace and fiercely protect her so that no one would harm her.

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Author’s Note: So we find out that it was Cornelia who had something to do with Madeline and Xavier meeting. Also, fun fact.. Cornelia was supposed to be completely different, but I changed her personality last minute.