BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 98: Covenstead {1}

Chapter 98: Covenstead {1}

I kept messing around with the radio hoping to get a good channel or something, anything to stop me from concentrating in my head, but I just met with cracks and distorted noises, was the network off?

"Come on" I growled silently, probably frustrated that this damn radio won’t listen to me.

"It’s not..."

My eyes snapped to Owen before he could speak, I was still angry by what he did, he seemed amused after he just flipped me off the bed, luckily I landed on the sheets and not the floor.

"Come on" he urged in a sweet tone.

I rolled my eyes. "I need anything, a station would do, it’s too quiet"

"Well we’re almost there so loosen up"

I remained silent.

"You could just play music from your phone"

"It won’t help" I murmured knowing that fully well music will only aggravate the possibility for me, I had no intention for that and the music on my phone wasn’t exactly something that can keep your mind off things.

"I have songs that you know..." he began as my eyes glanced at him holding up his phone while still keeping his eyes on the road.

I took it and connected the Bluetooth.

"Just play the first playlist"

I did and an upbeat song started playing and then followed by a guy singing, was that rap?

"Who?"

His smirk broadened. "Juice Wrld"

Well, it does sound nice.

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After an hour of the ride, he made a turn to an estate looking building, my eyes observed them, the land was spacious and the buildings were brownish, also giving it that country house feel, the building was well crafted and it looked pretty old.

"This is where you live?" I asked.

"Yeah, old I know, but still home. This house has been in my family for generations, it’s the head family house and also called the covenstead"

I faced him. "Head family?"

He strokes a nod, packing at an area and we both get down slamming the door shut.

"Can you explain?"

He smiled. "I will, beside this is a tour"

I smiled, I always loved when I got to know things, I should be thankful that the law of Coexistence doesn’t apply to me.

"As you know we have families which consist of witches and warlocks, your family is part of them, but in all that there’s a head family, which is mine, the Shermans" He locked gazes with me. "The Adams and the rest of other families are the branch family"

"Oh... so that means if the Adams were part of the head family I would live here?"

"Yes... well that can technically happen if you marry into the head family, in an arranged marriage or what not"

I punched his arm as he chuckled before adjusting my glasses. "That is so old fashion"

"Well it was done those days"

I brought my eyes back to the building. "It looks big when closer"

"Yeah I know, wait until you see the garden or the class halls"

"Wait, class hall?" I said, flicking my eyes multiple times, we walked into the lobby.

"Yes, for the night class"

I came to a stop and he did too.

"Night classes, that means you attend high school and classes here?" I was trying to wrap my eyes around it.

"Yeah, lemme show you," he said with an amused look and also excited like he just couldn’t wait to let me see what he had to show me and I was showing the exact amount of interest now.

He lead me into the building, the ceiling was pretty high, and this looks more like a museum than a home, this doesn’t seem like a home at all, as we explored on our way I glimpsed some teens walking back and forth either engaging in talks or whatsoever, this gave me a feeling like it was school.

"Whenever the exams are over in high school this place gets pretty clouded, classes aren’t held just in the night but daytime too, just think of it as a summer lesson" Owen explained.

Whoa, that was something! I couldn’t help observing the craft of this place, well detailed, the halls spacious and it certainly gave that vibe of harry potter, close to the building to be exact.

"Wait so, the classes" I faced Owen and his smile broadened.

"Yes magic classes, where we learn spells, controls, and other stuff"

My eyes went wide, truly a harry potter shit right here.

"The classes" he pointed to two open doors, I saw the seat roll inside, this was a school alright.

"Oh hey Owen and..." Henry paused when he saw me.

"Hey" I waved.

"Hey" his eyes darted to Owen. "Is this okay?"

"Why wouldn’t it be?" I shrugged before Owen could say anything.

He nodded in acknowledgment. "Just make sure you can handle it"

Well, I have been doing a lot of handling so far so yeah bring in on, my friends were warlocks who attend night classes and stuff, a lot to take in but it’s all good.

Now that Henry stood before me, I noticed the black attire he had on, and it was coincidentally the same as the others, was this a uniform? His consist of a black long sleeve shirt like a sweater and jeans, other guys I watched seemed to wear the same but either shirt or sweater and the girls the same too with shirts or jeans.

"I’m guessing the black is the uniform" I studied the others.

"She’s getting a hang of it," Henry mused.

"Don’t you have class?" Owen intoned.

"Well just finished one, see ya, got some voodoo to do," he said, making spooky hands before walking away. Wait, was Miles here too?

"You know Vanessa was a teacher here once"

I snapped my eyes back to Owen. "What? Really?"

He nods in amusement.

"She taught me when growing up until she retired," he said walking ahead of me and I followed wanting to hear more interesting discoveries as I took my time observing the area.